I feared the outcome of my feelings
I felt as if I was an abomination
Like I was the sting-theory without its strings
Or the earth with us as its damnation.

I have felt these sensations before
But I have never let my body succumb
I resisted them like the French, but more
Until one day my opposition become weak and numb

I let my heart take control of my thinker
As my body began to wonder "what is that linger?"

- E.A.F