A poem of love and the feeling.


In the midst of the gates. There’s a story to tale. Bound by the heart, Molded with love. A mere sense of smitten infatuation, Clouded by Dark Desire. A mist has transpired, Sacred fumes of vivacious pheromones. Love Love like no other, A creation which has no atonement. What we create shall never become desolate….


Take me on a Journey, I don’t want it to end. Indulging on endless cravings, Delicate to the touch. Yearning for more, Hearts racing towards ecstasy, A pill or feasible fantasy. An Island fit for endless passion, As games are played, Wars begin… Tug-of-War Emotions pulled back and forth, Like the boat hitting each wave,…