A Prescription Of Love Poem by Mark Heathcote

What love is, is?
A populous hunger
A delusive thirst
The abstinence of lust.
What love, wants is
Famishments of passion
One's magnanimous
Choice of deceit.

What love requires is?
Is a quarter of the whole
An equinox of halves
A game complete in parts
What love, requests
Is rigidity without
Elasticity
Desires, conceit.

What love, envisages
Is the enigma of love,
The mirage of love,
Lost estrangements.
What love, cohabits
Is the duplicitous self
Serving, self-denunciating
Cheat.

Enlisted
There's only one word
What best describes it?
In the dictionary;
And that word is?
What amour-really-is?
Of course, it is, love
Love my sweet.