This is another poem that was originally published in 2004 as part of The Vintage Collection, which I copied word for word and typo-for-typo from the hand-written and hand-typed originals. The intention was, as with my other, more recent poetry collections, to capture the raw immediacy of what was captured at the time. This is the third of the ‘Love’ poems, and it is about the happy flowery version of love that people like to feel – but it’s also about the way modern use of the word ‘Love’ has diluted its meaning to the point of foolishness.