do you ever fall in love
over and over again
with a drop of dew and glam
collapsing from your lover`s kernel
into your depths of flames and jam
freezing your existence
at a blink of your subsistence
that remains uncovered flesh
in the face of reality`s trash?
take your eyes off from these viewpoints
and rewind the dreams and joints
where you left your sweetheart
hanging on the inside dart of tart
where love is genuine and breaths tunes
like your complexion in the mirrored fumes!
love the ardor of your admired
as they enwrap up their tenderness
in your womb dearly treasured in gentleness!