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Lovespice
by Julie Lynch

ain’t no perfect cinnamon for love, baby
no nutmeg, licorice, cloves to zing it up sweet, toll-free
yr grains of paradise won’t do the trick for me
cuz there ain’t no spicy sinnamon for love, baby

ain’t no herbal remedy for love, baby
although I do recall my Opheliac rosemary –
French lavender’s my karmic balm – well that may be –
but don’t you try yr amaranthine wiles on me
cuz ain’t no chaste tree herb for heartstop love, baby

ain’t no aphrodisiac for love, baby
tho’ wine and chocolate taste divine – they shake my tree –
no crayfish, oysters in their shells, calamari
no rhino horn no Spanish fly no yohimbe
no tribulus maca ecstasy resp EE SEE TEE
ain’t none no blissbomb substitute for love, baby

ain’t no notion sure enough
ain’t no potion pure enough
no devotion can endure enough
no ocean no lotion no emotion no commotion
no doin’ the locomotion
same as love, baby
ain’t no fit sinamon for love, baby

adoration’s close but it don’t turn my key
affection is yo if yr talkin’ ‘bout yr bro
desire’s flame intoxicates but soon fades low
ineffable deep feelin’ sure does get me reelin’
i’m wheelin’ on the ceilin’, i’m kneelin’ and i’m dealin’
girl, i need some soothin’ healin’
but there ain’t no swanky sinonom for love, baby

it ain’t no evil angel sittin’ at yer table
it ain’t no fool of time, ain’t no sin, ain’t sublime
ain’t sea deep, ain’t knee deep, ain’t no shame if it makes you weep
it ain’t no crucifixion, no addiction, no sad fiction
ain’t coincidental, sentimental, monumental
don’t down you, don’t stone you, don’t crown you, don’t own you
ain’t no red, red rose, ain’t no twinkle in yer toes

there ain’t no perfect synonym for
pure unadulterated
unpretentious, fresh untainted
simple unsophisticated
underrated……….overrated
-I was smitten now i’ jaded-
look out girl, i’ complicated!

Love, baby
No symbol
No fine word
No religion
Power
Glory

(ain’t no antonym either, babe, but that’s another story)