We Intoxicated Each Other It was Wonderful when ONE
Alas! it was NOT love Just a matching turtle dove
He didn't recognize the Diamond SPARKLING Through the STONES out in the Street Just another Sensuous Woman Who returned his love so sweet
The moments of capture Pure passionate rapture
BUT when DIVIDED - All love subsided
His words were intriguing However, DECEITFUL their meaning
We hugged, We loved We penetrated out wit Tenderness and Thunder She was put UNDER his spell !
Now, Alone Again Is this INSANE or Again Is This NOT love?
This poem is based on the ability of man to compartmentalize relationships. When he is with you -- YOU are EVERYTHING - when he is NOT with - There is NO YOU. LOVE is for the ONE in the next compartment. Most women integrate their life and emotions. Most men segregate their life with or without emotions.
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Reviews of "Random Intoxication - Is This Not Love??"
Reviewed by Audrey Cooper (Reader)
Reviewed on November 28, 2001
great!
Audrey
Reviewed by Diane Szkutnicki
Reviewed on November 28, 2001
Hits the right spot,gets to the point,stays in the mind and most of all extremely well done.
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