Allegories of Love

I just stepped in a pile of love and it’s all over my shoe.

I started making love before checking to see if I had all the ingredients. I didn’t.

I left my love upstairs and I’m too lazy to go get it.

Can I use peanut butter to remove this love that’s stuck in my hair?

When love knocks on my door Saturday Mornings, I pretend I’m not home.

I prefer love on dial up. High speed connections move to fast.

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