| Cindy: | No human love is like what the author describes. |
| Bai-Luo: | Of course not. That's why we need God. |
| Aiko: | God? |
| Bai-Luo: | Yeah. Isn't that the beginning & end of all love? |
| Aiko: | Do we really want to enter this discussion? |
| Don: | Hmm. Whenever I hear the word "God", my patience wears thin. What's the use in discussing such irrational concepts? |
| Bai-Luo: | You're right about one thing – sometimes words are futile. |
1st-Rate Love
Grounded in the Spirit
& free ah earthly kunstraint
Nut concerned aboot distance
& kommunicatin akross time & space
Knowin nothin ah jell-a-see
& kunfident ah its place
Possessin grate patience
& free ah anxiety aboot achievin any aims
Hey, kun such love exist –
& B felt bi folks like you & me?
If you answer affirmatively
pigeon me
Peck the perfidies ah persuasion –
bekus most lives argh 2nd- err 3rd-rate
Hear the author read this poem.
