What if love was a drug?
How would you take it?
Maybe shredded and rolled
tightly in an old Valentine envelope.
Inhaled deeply.
Then exhaled
straight into your lover’s lungs.
What if it was a pill?
Dancing around your tongue then
washed down with tears.
Dissolving slowly,
setting fire to your blood.
Perhaps you could take your
crushed dreams and desires.
Distill them into a syringe.
Then mainline the result
straight to your synapses.
Or would you go cold turkey?
Shivering and sweating,
holding back bile.
Weaning yourself
from that drug called love.
Poems from Walsall Poet Richard Archer 
I don’t know why, but when I saw the heading, I thought of one question: If Love was a drug, will it be banned by law? :D, It will be a pretty miserable living, don’t you think? Awesome poem, loved it! Oops, Don’t tell the authorities 😀
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Glad you enjoyed the poem you’re spot on love would indeed be banned
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