Sane Love.

I'll love you
like a speed racer toward his speed
like the leprechaun bragging his clover in green
like Paris marking his tower
like a baby throwin fits in his shower


I'll love you anywhere, even in Mars
I love you I can take away your scars
I love you,
to the point of sanity.


I love you to the edge of the gun
I love you even when there's no gun
I'll love you all my days
I'll love you at any phase
I'll love you- at any place
I'll love you for a cause, Oh! even when there's no cause!
The supply of a man like you is scarce


Indeed,
I love you.
to the point of insanity.
:-)


(P.S: This is for Chuck Pahlaniuk, my fiction; the motivation of well-done art.)