Once upon a time love was new to me
My body tender as my mind was puerile
The experience mindboggling and exhilarating
The urge right up in the sky
Albeit perturbed by white and dark clouds
No wonder my actions were automatic
And the ecstasy was repeated
With minor salt there and there
Those who loved me never wanted to let the breath loose
Although they had to, I couldn’t let them cling
Like the bee captivated by colourful corollas
The quest to suck all the nectar irresistible
A perennial hunter for honey I was
Not aware of the visible petal on my fore head
Leading my forays into welcoming and forbidden territories
Captivating and nauseating all and sundry
Stark in the hunt for love
Knee deep in chocolate mud
The loss came like lightening out of the blue
My heart wrenched out of nothing but felt wretched
The hurt extreme like the exhilarating experience of love itself
Maddening as before and after the blind
I wished to cull it and experience it no more
No wonder my new conquests are lukewarm as I am
Feelings of love ever present hurting my sides
My reservoir is brimming with love
However I’m afraid of the extremities of pleasure and hurt
What will happen if I were to lose my resolve?
I guess insanity will drive me out of the window
And fly me to a point of no return
That will be to the detriment of wise contemplation
That will be to the detriment of my sanity
That will be to the detriment of my future strive
That will be to the detriment of my intelligence
I’m afraid, I really am
To lose everything but me as a whole!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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