love, kinds

There is vicious love
There is love that robs you of your freedoms
Your air
The feathers in your hair

There is love that is becoming
That wears on you like a Bottega gown
Love you need to live up to
Love that you need to learn to love

There is love that makes you forget who you are
Where the planet is
There is love that rapes
There is love that makes you disappear

There is love that makes you hate

I am scared of these loves
I want love that comes in on a gentle breeze
That entwines with my neurons, the palpations of my heart
I want love that…

I want the scary love
The terrifying love
The one you could live without, with dulled senses