A Love Like No Other Poem by Gerald Opio

There has never been a time
or will there be a time,
when my heart will allow me
to love less or reciprocate less
like what I get.

My heart palpitating, at the sight of love.
Regardless of how it treats me,
has become my daily meal.
Insensating my love hormones.
rendering me inert.

A heart so jovial, euphorically embedded;
unrelenting even when exploited.
A nature it has been - congenially inherited,
hardly anything to do about it.
Peremptorily acquiesced to whims of love.