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inspired. by such a simple thing. your eyes. your face. the way your hair plays with the wind. the way your hands call apon the stars. catch them, the twilite. o young child you have much to learn. you have already caught them in your eyes. sealed there. the kiss. o its gentle. intreging. what makes it akward is hearing the rap of the beat of your heart. feeling between the skin. eventually the sncranization of your rose petaled lips caressing mine. o the magic. the silence. silence the best way to learn about a person. how one reacts. the hand grasps mind. whispering wind singing songs of love. the heart filled to the brim. of what? of blood. who ever thought of the heart as being the feeling of love. a broken heart. hearts keep the body going, the blood flowing. is this what we need. do we relaly NEED love to keep our bodies functioning. to keep alive. irony. love is what kills us. is it the heart that kills us? is there a certain number of beats. thump, thump. how many times can one give their heart to someone. huh? HOW MANY TIMES? .. still no answer. we give our hearts, our life line away to someone. that is love? to give away a body part that keeps us alive. keeps us moving. us breathing. blood running through our veins. and yet the sight of blood is nerve racking. slit our wrists for love, to see what the love function of our body has pumped all the way through our body. up and down never stopping. is this why love never ends. is this why it never goes away? that feeling. like our heart. it never stops pumping. it only weakens our knees. our knees weaken? our body weakens? the heart is strong! it keeps the body functioning! but when put in terms of love our heart weakens us? are we dieing. dieing of thirst, skin to skin, penis to vagina. hand in hand. the love function beats away. the wind how it plays with your hair. and far away, our hearts beating are the only things heard. the function of love. o, the function of love.