There will be times
When your hormones
Speak of love
Do not be fooled
After the victory dance
The hormones sated
Your world will be
Prose again
Till the greedy are needy
And don the mask
Of love, once more
When real Love speaks
Even without words
It speaks of surrender
Not of victory
It speaks of belonging
Now and forever
It means what it says
Taking you on a high
And keeping you there
Regardless of what
The hormones crave
Now and then….
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem