Love as an Artform Maybe it’s true; I’m a little off “the norm” but I see this as good, for I do love to Love when Love is an Artform. Maybe it’s wrong to display a flawed soul, but I see this as good when it’s only a flawed part of a larger flawed whole. Maybe it’s rude to go for the gold and the goal but it’s not as it seems… It’s only a sign or a symptom of something larger that’s out of control. I breath you in with every breath and kiss you with a kiss of death. You and I, now simply One and a New World has begun.
k.g.