Love is a crime, 

It always has a victim to punish,

To torture,

To victimize.

 

Love is a vessel, 

A vessel for all of eternity,

A vessel for a man's scandal,

A vessel for a women's critisism.

 

It has and always will be my worst depiction.

It has and always will be my greatest judgement.

It has and always will be my worst language.

It has and always will be my greatest journey.

 

Love is to act as a worship,

To act as an accomplice, 

To please a lost and confused life, 

To suspect an innocent soul to ravage.

 

Though Love is the world's greatest possibility to rejuvenate or burn life as it is.

 

What is Love.?!