Love In Its Entire Perfection


It’s white in the beginning
Only to transform to
Pink customs
Bringing about crimson flushes
And scarlet flames

Desire is a pricking device
That gives you pins and needles
From the inside
Testing your patience
And love, in past-tense
On a mattress, is peak-perferct
On mortal plains, and sin
Is the flag on a mountain top

Essence becomes quintessence
Love turns to adore
Prime grows talons to be primal
Idol transforms to idyllic
Endear sculpts endure

Story can only be


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