Lovely Friction Poem by irenio irenaeus bero

I can only understand her world
At the rising of accumulated feelings
When I give comfort and love
She locks her emotions in the fear
Of her flaccid expectations
She seems to enjoy watching every tear
Dripping from the melancholy of my soul
I think of her as garden of roses
And I forget that beauty is only infinite
When it comes from within the streams of her soul
I love her not because I feel loved
Love is like a coin with different sides
Love is spring
Love is summer
Love is winter
Love is autumn
It is simply a change of seasons
Love is sensational and joyous

Love is the synchrony of delicate emotions
Love is the unspoken immaculate rhythm of words and actions
Love is fiery fiction fuelling the mind and body with pleasurable
Frictions

Love is the table of your heart
Where my passionate emotion
Dines and wines
Love is never blind because I am Braille