Allegro Of Love
By Sonika Malloth
I speak of love with a contented heart
Not one love I could choose to express tonight
Love lured, love lurked, love lusted, love leaked
love lied, love laid, love lived, love loved
love lost, love failed, love hated, love healed
love sinned, love smiled, love prayed, love prided
love drank and dance, love discussed finance
love earned, love yearned
Yearned to yearn more, more and more.
Love saved, love slit, love sacrificed, love slept
love dreamed the wildest of them all.
I speak of love, not a mere shapeshifter
taking refuge from soul to soul
hopping along in hopes of home caged in walls.
I speak of love that prevails
that engulfs, enchants, echoes, etches.
I speak of love that enslaves
freeing our mortal bodies of morality.
Love that thickens, the mere thought of it sickens
Love is lube, love is God
Love is God! Oh! God! Oh! Yeah!
Love is serviceable.
Love is a maiden you’re looking for ever more
while she sits in your right pupil
banging nails onto the coffin of your heart.
Love is a drop in draught.
Love’s knot your break, love’s bond you tie
love lingers in thin air
while you finger under your sheets
love hides behind curtains
love comes out of closet
love curses, love cures
love repents, love allures.
Love promises, love pesters
love is beauty, sometimes a duty.
Love looks for scars under your scales
love burns away the flesh of your tales
Love summons your demons
and kisses everyone of them on forehead
tying together their strings of fears
for you to clatter in the dark
while penning love letters
under a candle’s shimmer.
Love sings a lullaby as you type out
a leave letter to this life
hoping to doze off midway
and by the time you wake up
it leaves rainbows all around
with no pot of gold or pit of snakes.
Love is easy. Love is heard to tell.
Love is fun. Love is swell.
Love embraces. Love bids farewell.
Love is heaven. Love is hell.
By Sonika Malloth