Talk of love
I have sought
Many times, places, occasions
What is love?
I have devoted
Read and bought, collected
Many books; articles
What is love?
In the sea I have searched for drop.
Whose and how?
For blood or friends, sexy mates?
Like Jesus for the poor, prostitute?
And maybe like a Monk or Sufi, regardless, man, nature or the beast...
At end
I assume foes-friends
And Jackal the Carlos, with his tides...his comrades...
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