It - 081115 Poem by Felicia Moira Longman

For a moment of a day
Blissfully, an element of strange feeling strikes
No one else describes this
No one understands this.

But, some say it can only felt by two
Two soul strangers bumped to
An arrow of pleasure and pain
When it hits the lonely heart, it will never be normal again.

Some say it was a curse, some say it was a blessing;
Some say it was horrible, some say it was pleasure;
Some say it was terrifying, some say it was true.
Some say it doesn't exist, some say it exists.
Some say it was awful, some say it was exciting.

Only two souls can prove the essence of it.
Good or bad, it was all worth it.