Romance is a challenging thing to prescribe
There’s no specialist in the field
Young men and doting women line the boulevards
And they scamper up and down the backstreets
Young hearts making love and all of the same mistakes made before
There’s no pill for you to take at regular intervals
That will make your heart flutter and your lashes dance
If there were medicine for it–
Simply say ‘ah’ and fall head over heels–
We’d have a brand new epidemic on our hands
If love could be bought we'd go broke
We'd all get addicted and pass out on the street
Teens would shoot up in basements
Old folks would pass out on the floor
It'd be quite the mess for our world
Side effects may include:
Redness
Nausea
Daydreaming
And of course the ever present threat of heartache
It’s probably good we can’t manufacture it
I don’t know that it would be a good thing
Love is one of those things man hasn’t managed to make
You can’t make whimsy, or hope
Love is something that happens to you, not something you take
Love doesn’t come in a bottle
Love comes by surprise
It’s better this way
But much harder to plan around
Maybe that’s the point
About the Creator
Alan John
I'm a Virginia based writer/musician looking to find my place in this wild wild world.
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