Love in Connivance

The effort to love seems Byzantine, as

unfathomable as a pink-colored marmalade.

Load the handgun and swing it, only if you

Want to get what you want.

I was told I can have anything - even

the Queen's crowne, studded with diamonds,

jade, and ruby. All are looted anyway from

the Orient centuries ago.

Can love also be pilfered?

You and I should just self-destruct like those stellar

formations, supernova.

Or maybe freeze for eternity,

for what is love really but

A mere connivance.