A little something I created. How love is so similar and soluble as B12 and they both must be applied consistently and often... I know silly. π
Injections of love, akin to B12,
Begin their dance, a waltz so true.
Once they pierce the skin's embrace,
It takes some time to find their place.
They wander through the veins, they roam,
Seeking out each cell, a loving home.
A journey slow, but sure they tread,
To permeate, to fill, where passion's led.
Much like B12, with half-life brief,
Love's essence demands a tender relief.
For if neglected, degradation ensues,
A fading spark, a love to lose.
But kept at levels, consistent, pure,
Love blooms and thrives, forevermore.
Like stars that dance in the evening sky,
Fabulous things, with love, draw nigh.
So inject it often, this elixir sweet,
To nourish souls, to make hearts beat.
For in the realm where love holds sway,
Magical wonders shall forever stay.
Best wishes, Rexz