When does love begin?
Is it convenient chemistry
Blooming in ready flesh?
Nanoseconds of conquered yearning?
Triumphant emotion crowned with sexuality's thorn?
All I know is this:
I will send out a sentinel kiss
And wait patiently by your lip
For your reply;
It's worth a try...
Still waiting.
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Roses are red Violets are blue Is this feeling that you have Really love to you.
Love takes many forms; Some are splendid and shining. Some are quietly beautiful like a river ever-running. It is patience and softness. It is unbending strength.
Love is such a simple word, Yet so difficult to define; It can bring about such joy and pain; It tastes both bitter and divine.
Joyous yet painful. Respectful, disdainful. Fabulous, dirty. Flighty and flirty. Usually forceful. Thoughtful, remorseful. Leaves you walking on air. Or it can cause despair. Blows hot and cold.
Love is everywhere, You just need to look. Sometimes it's cruel, Or an open book. Love is available, For those in need. But it takes time, It must feed. Love is desirable, But only to some.
Imagining a world. Where love and lust don't exist. No more heartbroken souls. Taking blades to their wrists. No more adulterous husbands. Or moonlighting wives. No more crimes of a passion.
What is love. If not accompanied by care. What is love. If your affection is rare. What is love. If we no longer kiss. What is love. If it's not you that I miss. What is love.
There is a girl I know, Her name is Intimacy, She is beautiful, she is into me, And everyone in the street you see, Loves her, They love her infinitely.
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