WE DO, TO LOVE

The irony of love is ironically plagued with conditions
We love a progressive lovers ambition,
A condition, conditioned by our aspirations.
WE require direction which is needed to consolidate adoration.

The pain inflicted by love is painfully addictive,
We like giving, with the the likely hood of return,
A fact proven to be more than factual but imperative,
TO those who spend allot at a relationships every turn.

The energy required to energise love, exhausts intent,
We do things for the sake of doing, not for pleasure.
A stimulus which fails to stimulate deeply, for true content
LOVE must now play a role beyond leisure.

Pure love comes 'only' from above,
DO you not agree that deliverance from sin is true love?