yesss.you guessed it...kind of like sex
this goes for the love of my life <33333333333333333333333333333333333333333
at the temperature
of attraction and fate,
i now make my mark
each of its opposties
on the corner of
virginity and expectancy
i hand over the faith of love
its waterfall, overpowering
the grasp clinging onto just me
sitting there, expanding
the look is mere in
image of taste with purity
and all else is like
lipstick, evenly smeared
each of its lovelines
sexed up towards a new light
then the connection is there
each of the powerlines, connected
there goes the fare of the price
and it was nowhere, just sacrificed
yes, and thats where it clearly
stands out for you and I as of today
in each of the looks towards to
the new obscure anti-lustrous image
too, i taste the need for cosmic
love and my love for you is caressed
the desire of what ive always craved
is it kind of like sex, of course, yes
the inner begginnings of love arent over
the spit ends are indifferent, its why.....
its kind of like sex, but more, unique
this is love, no more change in my heart
taking away the viriginity out of this,
its sensed that the endings are no good
for this must go on forever in my heart
and thank you for this reflectionist love
this mirror will never dissapear <3