I make love to Sadness and wake up in her arms.
I make out with Anger while hitting the bases.
I flirt with brothers Guilt and Shame with no care.
The guarded Fear holds me in his arms.
I date Boredom and pay for the popcorn.
On vacation, Pain comes back, “welcome home” says the sign.
Walking through the mall, I hide from Joy.
The loving Care knocks on the door that says, No Soliciting
The stalker Forgiveness earns himself a restraining order.
The beautiful Love gives me flowers that when I touch, die.