No sooner did I behold her
Than I fell in love with her.
No sooner did she behold me
Than I fell insane of her.
Her fire has burnt my shame
and fame.
Shameless and fameless I
wander.
With our ties, other ties
were lighter.
No ties other than hers were
tighter.
Like god to you, she’s to me,
the supreme.
In her I find what you do in
God.
Love spiritual, seeks union.
Love sexual, seeks union.
You surrender to God with
beliefs.
I surrender to her with
wills.
To love God stems from the
culture.
To love from sex springs from
the nature.
Love of God might burn love
of sex
But will emit smoke that
holds your breath.
Love of God is the will of
man.
Love of sex is the will of
God.
You and I are same in
pursuits.
Pursuits count, not the
objects.
Is practicing sex inferior?
Is writing of sex obscene?
17.08.2007
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