A teacher's love is not hormonal and yet there are those who love to teach...
There are those who love to learn...no hormones there...
...but there is love that never fails... I found that love on the other side...
It doesn't want my body...or my mind...it doesn't want a wedding ring...and it doesn't want what I can't give...freely with my own free will...that other love only wants my love in return... Some days I feel that love and pass it on...to those who I would never want to take to bed... who might be frightening even to the maked eye...but I can see we are from the same line...that silver thread of love that runs through us all...and everything...
I almost said...even roaches...but then repulsiveness came up inside...alright... fire-ants and roaches are not my friends...but if that was all there was... I would probably find a way to love them...just not today... I still have some stuff to work on though...when I am finished..I'll let you know.