Some Kind of Love.

Some love great,

Or love to recreate.

And, others love quick,

to avoid being love sick.

He might love inconsistently,

One should love unconditionally.

She could love like a child,

or drive hearts wild.

Their love might be tragic,

Another loves as if by magic.

His love one-sided,  

And, her’s shortsighted.

For some love is as easy as breathing,

Or the ice on their hearts could be freezing.

Their love could be a single flame,

Or their only shame.

A heart that pumps love like blood,

Some sort of flash flood.

And Maybe one might not love ever,

One might never.