Love
My body is built for love
Hands tongue thighs
For love only love
You who are closest
Never fall close enough
I would press my heart into yours
So I will talk philosophy
Chop and tie ruthless definitions
And dose my heart into drops
I will give you always
An ounce more than you give me
I am deluge
I could drown you
The love that knits flesh to my bone
Skin unto skin, nerve unto nerve
The yearning damming urge of love
Like atom bound to atom
---No! I withhold that from you.
I will shine a little, like the sun upon the moon
My shining I
Will gather for brains clouds and thunderbursts
To filter the full
Lightning tips to carve out books
forbidden to your eyes
I'm honored to die unread.
You see grammar and form
But do not see
Amidst the threads
the love I've mingled insatiate
Tongue and thirst of Love
Lick of tooth
Bite of Lip
I say you
Without echo.
How do you animate the love go? There is something, as if one wants to act, so you really feel it soon. William James said, "teaches acting at the heart", and the imitation of Jesus Christ the same title, published in this issue. For all the pedants who give to charities or volunteer with, I remain skeptical. To be considered if you want to act dodging the hard work of setting up a true love. This should reduce our apathy, add half of the total. Instead, by building the second floor without the first, we must all support the next. As if you hate missing sense! Indifference, as if you were as random as the case of hair in the morning! No, no, not to act. Only think, "why do I miss the love, and what has this habit? What is all well and good, and love can make it better," Find your foundation and you can not help but love the beautiful, you do not need to deceive in love : let?. You need to know what is beautiful and why. For the love flowing, if the honest face of beauty. to act as if we love, without love, dedicates a life of hypocrisy. The statement denies the capacity. Therefore, prior to the act of love for its beauty choose to, not because you have to do either. Hate can be more divine than love.
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