Very Mushy Rhyme

written in September 1998

Again I wondered,
Is there destiny which
Craft can't override?
If feelings are ever pure and right
And won't all disappear overnight...
They were fed by illusion some times before
No, don't let it be so once more
Sadly, much "love" proves nothing but worthless attraction
Jarred from sleep by some primitive electric reaction...

But this time I heard the answer those Teachers did give
It's that Love is something cumulative.