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The English language knows no accurate Description Of feeling “In love” Of the creeping smile When they enter your head; Of the ecstacy When they fill your bed. When you lie together Skin on skin, A head on a shoulder Nestled in. Of the agony Of parting ways – Forever, or sometimes Only for days. L – O – V – E Just one word. Love for a child: Love for a god: Love for a parent: Pet: Friend: Love of house: Love of home: Love of sun, Sea, fresh air! Love for a partner: Love for a lover; They certainly bare traits Of one another… With a partner we may have Real love; Care, concern, Empathy, And sometimes we flash That in-love feel: Apaixionados. Empassioned. Filled – Brimming, Warm, Beaming, Sexed-up, Loved-up, Overflowing Can we not behold the beauty of Passion For what it is? No pressure for the passion To deepen into love, No pressure to make plans To obey systems we despise, No next steps, Heart wrecks No expect-ations. Just that creeping smile When they enter your head; And the ecstacy When they fill your bed.
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May 31, 2020
May 31, 2020 at 11:11 AM UTC
A New Word For Love
The English language knows no accurate Description Of feeling “In love” Of the creeping smile When they enter your head; Of the ecstacy When they fill your bed. When you lie together Skin on skin, A head on a shoulder Nestled in. Of the agony Of parting ways – Forever, or sometimes Only for days. L – O – V – E Just one word. Love for a child: Love for a god: Love for a parent: Pet: Friend: Love of house: Love of home: Love of sun, Sea, fresh air! Love for a partner: Love for a lover; They certainly bare traits Of one another… With a partner we may have Real love; Care, concern, Empathy, And sometimes we flash That in-love feel: Apaixionados. Empassioned. Filled – Brimming, Warm, Beaming, Sexed-up, Loved-up, Overflowing Can we not behold the beauty of Passion For what it is? No pressure for the passion To deepen into love, No pressure to make plans To obey systems we despise, No next steps, Heart wrecks No expect-ations. Just that creeping smile When they enter your head; And the ecstacy When they fill your bed.
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May 31, 2020
May 31, 2020 at 11:11 AM UTC
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