Wanting?
I know what I want. What I need.
Yearning for long and as swiftly as it came, gone the next day.
Are we sullied in our own feelings?
Verklempt in a sea of raw energized and gooey emotions.
Decide what we want and stick with it.
Love comes around more than once. What do you choose?
Your first?
Or your last?
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Dark yet not 2: Love Book
PoetryUncover the mysteries of love, being loved. Enjoy the experience.