Ink: Love

Jenna Martinez, Poetry

Love is a drug

That plays with the mind,

And clouds your judgment over time,

When it’s right it is kind,

When it’s wrong it is a waste of time,

It should make you laugh, and feel good,

Never make you cry,

It has its ups and downs,

But when it’s meant to be it will be easy to see,

Yet, everyone will have to take a chance when it is their time.