Timless Seduction

I never understood love until now. I always viewed it as silly and stupid. In my view, it was childish, immature, and patronizing. Who would need love when one could have success on a string?

Now that I’ve seen love for myself, I understand completely. Love is like the most beautiful thing which could ever be. It is as delicate as rose and as soft as a woman’s skin. It tastes like honey flowing fresh from the comb.

Yet, despite it’s appeal, within it’s comforting arms lie thorns, ready to dig and rip at the exposed flesh of any who are willing to be trapped within its embrace. Love is pain as much as it is pleasure. It delights in seduction of those who are eager to find it and chases after those who run from it. There is no escaping this horid monster. Stupid wonderful, grotesque, beautiful Love, I pray thee let me go from thy tight embrace.