Love is a trend

Slowly fading from recognition

Its meaning and depth

Is now laced with immoral competition

Men now whistle and sweet talk

Instead of simply holding open a door

No more with the “Sweetheart’s” or “My darlings”

They tell women anything as if it’s a chore

Women are no different

They now flaunt off what they can

what happend to just waiting,

Waiting for the wedding band?

Does love need to be rushed?

We have a lifetime to walk its bumpy road

No surprise that Prince Charming

Is nothing but a worthless toad

Whatever happened to those silly love letters

To remind someone how special they are

Or those little kisses on the cheek

That healed any wounded “scar”

But where is love nowadays?

You’ll have to search around

Because lust is now the new trend

That has every-ones hearts tied up and bound

Maybe one day love

Will be “fashionable” once more

And it’ll be like the old movies

Where the women stayed covered

and the men held open the door