Published: December 20, 2005
Inside a dark cavern,
Inside a mind,
There is only one thing,
That you may find.
A skull, the head,
Where it all starts
Where emotions are bred,
And where there are hearts
Down further, the ribs,
The casings to protect,
They cage in the one heart,
That beats harder then the rest.
To the Left and right, What else should we find?
But the arms, the antennaes, that feel for emotion.
They search in vain, however, they may find one kind
Of love that suits them and their mission.
At the bottom, there exists the legs,
The movers, the ones that walk and run,
When love is found, they become crazed,
They wish to find faster the only "one"
And non-existant is the brain,
When it comes to emotion,
There is no thinking involved,
To put love into motion.
Search a little longer,
You'll find someone who is greater, and more caring then all the rest.