#recog

I can't resist falling

in love with you.

Even how distance might

tear us apart.

It is the strings in

my heart communicate

in this tin can phone.

I am deeply attracted to you,

as if I command magnets

to bend their own hypnosis.

You had showed me how

intriguing love could be.

Now, I love you so much.

It is not my choice

to love you more.

It is you who brought

me to love.

The moment I speak,

with these lips,

it will be the revelation,

of a kiss,

incomparable,

to the one's,

you never had before.

You will utter happiness. Your laughter is,

the true nature of sweet

and delicate longings,

or when you smile,

you will invite the stars,

to fall asleep in your chest.

Akin to the ripeness

of a fruit on a warm weather.

Why do we have

to take it,

feel it

and break it,

and simply

call it love.

We love only

to remind us

our indifference.

We didn't choose to,

but we are

made out of it.

What is a man?

A man is his beginning

and his end.

A man could only thrive

to be a man.

But is he a man?

A man questions.

Yet he cannot arrive

at an answer.

He can do his will

to end everything.

But no man could

be a man,

only if he becomes

a man to himself.

If we touch each other,

our skin heat up,

but never burn.

This skin wanted,

warmth and comfort.

Your skin to my skin.

We become closer.

We're smooth like silk.

I bring you,

the nearest pleasure,

you hand me,

the thrust of pain.

It's like the weight,

of the world.

And you made it,

all through me,

with me,

with you together,

inside out.

And I became one,

of your beautiful escape.

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