It begins with a capital L–
As in lust, lonely, lovely, lost.
It’s mysterious on its own,
The way it can silently creep up on you without you realizing, and
Then vanish,
to be never seen again.
It ends with an “e”,
As in ego, envy, energy…ecstasy
The way it thrills you,
Teases you, then
Leaves you unsatisfied,
Causing you to crave
The touch, the taste of your
Lover’s lips for the first time
How can I resist (you)
I don’t want to beg, but
If it’s the only way I can get you to stay I will get on my knees and
Kiss and worship your feet
I’d go the extra mile because
You’re worth it,
Love–
A word used too quickly,
Too soon.
Losing it’s meaning within context,
And we wonder why it deserts us so often;
All I can say is,
Do not dare love me if you do not plan on doing so honestly &
Sincerely.
alovelystranger 