For some people,
the word "Love"
is just chewing gum.
It's not food.

They like the way it tastes,
the way it masquerades
behind the teeth,
the way it burrows into
the tongue and sits there,
the way it fills the mouth
with flavor that has
no intention of staying.

They can spit it out,
leave it wherever it lands
and proceed
without a flinch.