Raw Love July 27, 2011
Raw Love,
Red blooded, carcinogenic in nature,
A near fatal dose of reality
Meant to implode the mind
Into her trap.
Oh, she doesn't tell you her intentions,
But they are there,
Waiting to eat you alive.
Love creates lust,
And thus, creates life.
Life is the coefficient of this domino theory,
And we make out like rotten school children,
Laughing at its Bessemer-like process.
The muses are all around us.
We just can't get away from them.
Choose your day you'll come here,
For that time has come again.
Choose the day, choose the sound of your day,
Choose how the sun shall rise and set,
How the moon will roll the tide
Over your bodies
As you caress each other
In - dare I say it? - Love's warm embrace.
The spirit surrounds us....
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