Love is an Equation.

Scholar of Natural Sciences, 1880 by Carl Spitzweg.

Love is an Equation.

With every new friendship, and all its entice,

Love doesn’t decrease at all, it just multiplies,

With every passing of breath, in that ending demise,

Life doesn’t cease at all ; it’s just a compromise.

(chorus)

Love is an equation,

A moment of sudden elation,

The pause before persuasion.

A catch of breath before it calls.

*

When we fall again in love, even not young at all,

We be as youthful lovers, when love it comes to call,

And it may be many reasons, and maybe any cause,

The hunger it never ceases, it’s just a long, lonely pause.

(chorus)

For love it is an equation,

A moment of sudden elation,

The pause before persuasion.

A catch of breath before it calls.

*

If we are waiting answers, like a train before it calls,

We could be waiting forever, like a spoiled expectant fool,

For love it gives no reason, allows no compromise,

It gives and takes at leisure, its own delightful surprise.

(chorus)

Love is an equation,

A shock of sudden elation,

The halt before persuasion.

A catch of breath when it falls.

*

So park yourself in silence, hold your faith in resistance,

Give no quarter in assistance, no part of you in resilience,

Take what is offered freely, and beg no more greedily,

For all that is given to you, could as easily be taken away.

(chorus)

For love it is an equation,

An intense of fulfilling elation,

The silence before persuasion.

A catch of breath before it calls.

*

With love, she can be a cruel mistress,

On every kiss she lays a price, every embrace measured,

But surely ‘twould be against the wish of God,

To turn such a gift from our door, spurn love’s touch treasured.

(chorus)

For love it is an equation,

A moment of sudden elation,

The pause before persuasion.

A catch of breath before it falls.

*

With every new relationship, and all that it implies,

Love doesn’t decrease at all, it just multiplies,

With the passing of a final breath, in our ending demise,

Love, it doesn’t cease at all; just a forever compromise.

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