The heart beats with excitement
Eyes shimmering, the feeling of standing close to a waterfall
The soul shines, although this wasn’t the first time
Every seconds to every minutes feels like a golden moment
Is this the love and beyond
Not all have this feeling, unless their soul is truly in love
How crushed it was when the soul and the heart-felt
When all there was a quiet sound of emptiness
Nevertheless, the heart consoles the soul yet again
Where has the excitement gone to?
Where is all the adrenaline rush and affection?
The naughty lusty affection
– This poem was written, when I thought I had it but it was just emptiness in me that I was chasing. If only my soul can walk out this body and fly. Put all my feelings, desire, etc… in a jar. Satisfying the needs just won’t last.
Love + no Make love = Flirt?
Make Love + no Love = Pure sex?
Love + Love = Angel?
Make love + Make Love = Hyper Lover?
Flirt + Sex = Scandal?
Love + Make Love = requires Mood and Energy?