Uncontrolled chaos

The prompt from NaPoWriMo.net for today was to write a "loveless" love poem, a work about love without the word or any of the usual Hallmark card cliched sentiments associated with that word. I played around with a few versions in two unlikely places of love -- the farmers market and the laundromat. Here's what I came up with:

From http://easternphi.blogspot.com/2011_10_01_archive.html

Uncontrolled chaos

Forget the flowers,
the chocolate,
the diamond rings,
the five star restaurants
and escapes to the exotic.
From you, I receive a morning cup of coffee,
a fresh loaf of bread,
a warm body, and
a home of uncontrolled
passionate chaos
that raises the tempo of my pulse and fuels the fire of the free spirited,
keeping us alive and hearty
from dawn to well past dusk.