Sunday, January 11, 2015

Love Poem 1


A siege of pheromones
The comfort of routine
Hormonal disruption
A tightrope walk
The delusion of eternity
A subject to be avoided
Two becoming one
The absence, the emptiness
Muddle
Sugar-coated lust
The most pure thing
Always the answer, Yes
What kept you from drowning
Once


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