A poem about love from LOVES perspective

Both the poison and the cure

I corrupt even the purest of souls,

I grow even in nutritionally deprived soil,

come slow, fast or in overwhelming waves,

high for watching how humans behave.

I was there in the dark and the bright,

Was the reason you even started the fight,

I can be beauty or obsession,

The cause of your every expression.

I have the power to pull your strings,

I'm the reason you wear those rings,

I'm the one thing you can't leave behind,

To neither good or bad I am aligned.