Ode to polygamist patriarch Kody Brown and his stable of child-bearing cohabitants, the Sister Wives: Love is patient, love is kind, love is plural, love is blind. Love is not easily angered, though it keeps a detailed record of wrong-doing and retaliates in goodly measure. Love never fails to find fault. Love does not delight in evil, but rejoices in group fore — or rather four — play and costumed role reversing. Love is self-seeking, but never self-pleasuring, not to the best of anyone’s knowledge. Love is boastful, bottomless and sensibly-heeled. Love shares, love swaps. Love competes, confronts and confounds. Love climaxes in multiples of four, daily.
