...And what if love should go extinct
in its seasons?

What if love cannot be brought
back to its own heart passageway ecosystems?

What if hysteria & mania & overfeeding & greedy overdreaming, then drought of too many year gone by
means in some hearts love is a flash flood of blame and expectation then years of icy absence...what if love has no interaction
and is gone as a species?

Love's DNA unfound in any forensic

It might not survive like the bee
the bee-stung lips
the quick train romance
the eyeful cumulus cloud cover of cloud-nine accumulation

Love might be the passenger pigeon for some,
gone and a dove one day on a parapet
mistaken for the transport winglet

What if the transport of love is extinct,
gone from lack of practice?

love gone
from lack of loving


(Photo by Susan, October 2015)