Love Poetry: Love's Disease

by NaTalia A. McLeod
(Dillon, S.C., USA)

'I want love to "catch" me
I want to be "love's disease"
I want to consume it's
immune system rapidly
& symptom free
-I want to kill 'em softly
as he...refuses to acknowledge
the capability of my strength
...I want to make him weak
-make him think...make an inference
then second guess it
...be completely uncertain of
his diagnosis.
I want to watch him as he
wastes time & much needed energy
isolating himself away from friends and family
in attempt to self-medicate and quarantine
I want to see him sleepless at night,
awaken by disappointing dreams
that depict such beautiful scenes
-with one thing missing...him.
I want to witness him sober
and still stumbling...struggling
to find equilibrium because he
took one look at me and got
weak in the knees.
I want to see
-his mind paralyzed by
thoughts of me...and ironically
have those thoughts be the
only thing that keeps him functioning.
I heard alot of people say that
there's somethings that they wouldn't
wish on their worst enemy but for once-
i want love to be able to relate to me.'


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