The Extinction of Love

I want to know what love feels like again… Loves touch left no finger prints on my hearts glass cup. Red lipstick still remains where you use to kiss. My photo graphic memories of love, you used to give are a blur to me you see. All I can remember is the pureness of the uncut raw emotions poring out into ones soul devotion. Baptized in a pool of ecstasy pills while you straddle me to the deepest parts of you. Lighting up incense with your skins fragrances pervading in this room. I want to know what love feels like again… Patients while you get closer and closer to the true soft side of the rock before you. The voice of a goddess calling me with the powers to see my real destiny. Bodies rich natural earth tone skin. Lushes eyelashes when you blink. Never inquisitions… Always there to listen… Though my life brings tension … You’re the perfect definition of ethereal. You’re a nonhuman prodigy embodied in every human being. Even if your unaccustomed to it. I see I need to be more accustomed to it. The truth is everyday I see and feel less and less of it. I want to know what love feels like again…