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In-Mature Love

Feverish, the heat is overbearing in the eyes of the mistress. One can't hold enough for it runneth over the edge of infatuation. Pure innocent and uncontrolled lust caged for the freedom is calling. I'm too strong to tame, but more beautiful to relinquish. The roar breaks the silence, for the cry is heard throughout the reservoir of my heart. The eyes of your soul retrospect and realize that the puppy laughter is only a grim thought of yesterday. So much can be held, for the hour glass has been overturned, and now a new era is brought into existence.

To truly know and to truly feel, my palms are moist. Just from one touch, my emotions have been liberated. The levee has burst, allowing the river to overflow. Now my love can't be contained with any words that I speak. To feel my solitude and to see my face, one is with another and another is with one. The beauty I crave deeply, but my hunger has been extinguished by the laughter of your voice. From a distance I've traveled and the walk was forever. My strength has surrendered, but my ears hear your whisper. Quiet, still for the water is calm. To confirm my feeling, I'll pay any price. The dark lights blind me and I see no more, but the touch of your voice guides me through the crooked path. A stumbling walk, but the destination is near by, for I can smell the aroma, and I can feel your heart's cry!

I do not see. I've been blinded by mixed feeling. I reach out to hold you, but you are not there. Do you not feel the same way as I? Has my traveling lead me to a place unknown? If I call out, could you hear my agony? As the wind shifts, everything is lost in the current. What shall I salvage? And what shall I keep? Have my emotions let me down? What I portray as a smile was really a frown. The rain falls with heavy water of pain. As every drop drips, I still do not know why. Who teaches a baby to cry? Still in all, who knows the answer to the question why?

I reach out my hand, but no one holds it. I'm so cold and it seems like things are getting worse. I run to you, but the closer I get, the further away you go. If I stop, will you stop? Maybe if I go backwards, you'll come forward. If I stop, will you keep coming toward me? Will we meet when all of the sand falls to the other side?

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