by Jack Lashbrook
Published on: Sep 2, 2004
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Type: Poetry

Love is not fixed,
Anchored like a tall ship in a bay.
It infinitely changes day to day
And is as varied in flavour as ice cream.
Sometimes it's bitter-lime and green
Sometimes sugary-lemon sweet
Others, a passionate strawberry treat.
Even vanilla-plain has its day.
Every conceivable confectionary
Will fill your heart some day.
But no matter how you might pray
For unchanged diet and constancy,
Love is never, ever "the same".


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