Pour forth, a little more, from that jar. Risk the spill of that precious fluid. Bend it a bit more, put some more. Make it full, this glass that's empty. Give it the raging power of the Ancient. Make it an exemplar of what it really is. Show its real picture, the soul it has. Love is the heart of it, this liquid elixir. For, many have tried to find it, in troves. A lot have dreamed of it--wished for it. For this rarest of treasures, fought, they did. Yet, only a few have deemed what it is. A poison--something that may pillage; The toxic level can make anyone blind. Greed can overpower it--has dared to try. But, love, when true, can shake all of it. Shimmering in its naked nature, it thrives. Waiting for those who can handle it. Only the pure and selfless can perceive; What to do with it, how to care for it. wordplay on love. #love #precious #rare #yqbaba
