It is a new world
in the domain of life
an aspect forgotten
or an idea unseen
a unique love
or an urge to bed
man for man
woman for woman
lashes of truth
spitted the blood of nature
life is not yours
nor it is mine
Nature is Divine
Inhibitions cant clothe
inner emotions stocked
when no more tolerance
could the being sense
It is a new sensation
to feel the palpitation
as a lady to lady
and a Gentleman to man
fuelled by the hunger of bodies
or is it just
an appreciation of forms
is it Scientific
or Pschychic
or Sensually lured
the tremor is unsure
the temple is sacred
tasting the known
or tampering with unknown
Beauty in a journey
uniquely unforbidden
The world is saved
from multiplication
and division of homes...
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