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Actually, you know what? Fuck cannibalism as a metaphor for love. Fuck that shit over. May I tell you what is more deeply and profoundly touching.

Odd, science love metaphors.

Love as soap - sure, it kills all the germs, but kills your natural protection; after a while, you need soap. Without soap, you're bare and lose your immunity. The soap kills your immunity to everything else. Your partner became your shield, your everything. You replace your natural skin compounds with your love. In contact with everything else - you die.

The more you drown in the feeling, the harder is to confront others. You become weak. You're dependent on your love.

Love as metal scent, as metal itself - it wasn't naturally there; it's the reaction of your skin oils with the metal surface, one and only, never the same if somebody else did it. It's not real, it's something one side created, but induced a change. The love was creathed as a crash, turned into a myth, overestimated. Metals don't smell - your one shifted in your contact.

Don't prove it to everybody else. It's only you. Don't prove a lie.

Love as a morpho butterfly - its' blue hues are only visible to others, only an optical effect. In reality, it's yellow, and perhaps it doesn't even realize its' true colors. It's totally different, it's hidden. No one realizes what is real about it and what isn't, how to classify it - is it blue or yellow?

You trap it. You try to trap it, to get it. You fail everytime.

Love as carbon monoxide - it's so reactive and all over you it ties to your blood, to your very life. It kills you and shifts your very core, brings you to the end, and you don't even feel it; it tastes sweet it your mouth, undetectable. It leaks, more and more, entering you, killing you.

One little mistake and it appears, devours you and leaves you dead.

If you tried enough, you could make anything a metaphor for love. Pies, maps, bands, pans, markers. Chromatography. Surgeries. Torture. Abuse. Coffee, alcohol, yerba mate, juices. Love is everywhere. Love can be anything. Don't limit yourselves. Try your own thing.