Game of love
Wednesday, 23 December 2009 at 01:42
It's all a game of love , this life
The game starts as the whistle blows
The whistle of whispers that feed the soul
Telling us whom and how; to bequest.
This game of love, it mingles
our breaths , our hearts
It embodies the regions
Seeking soothing sensations.
Unbeknown , we become
the searchers of Truth
For the Love we seek is in itself
The sought vital life force.
Can we personify what we seek?
To be entwined in it's drunken state
Of divine craving; we release our
Mutual egoistic selves, we are unique.
Love and lovers, driven ecstasy.
Universal companions, forever.
Drowning in each pleasures
secure and emblazed shooting stars.
Come, no more play,the whistle is silent.
The horns proclaim the wishes
Where from within
The love desires hearken.
Live love the life with innocence
The incredible gift, it's essence.
Sweet angelic breaths rustles,
Love motions the lovers' potion.
~LorraineNur~NSSRLB
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