LOVE IS NOT OPTIONAL

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  The height of love is emptiness and void why the depth of love is emotional trauma, pains and fear, insecurity and twits thoughts. You suffer when you’re truly in love because you’ve sold a part of you to another, don’t get me wrong! The purest feeling in life is when you are genuinely in love and also the scariest feeling in life is when you are completely soaked in love. A scarlet thread is stronger than the invincible force that binds love together, meaningless they say is love but pure it is in heart. Don’t drive yourself too fast in search for love, you are likely to crash, don’t dive in quickly when you find love, you will get drown and not be able to swim out when the tempest of the sea is against you. No one give so much value and attention to love nowadays, no one cares about the aftermath pains, we dive in quickly because we don’t see any value in it. Love is not optional why will you be in love and same time has other options. You can make love a beautiful feeling ...

THE JOY OF A NIGHT

She was a flying dove that night(meaning she was beautiful).
i was unable to stand upright with the little chance I had with her, she was flaming in smoke, she was running away with my heart, she was drowning my soul without the water.
I called my friends to help me out from her dungeon, but they were unable to help me from her hands, she hold me tight close to her chest and stroke my navel with the third tip of her finger, I marvel with no option but to die in her hands, because only through her eyes i see beauty of heavens and it's kingdom, the stars were blazing that night and the moon were hidden because two moon don't exist in a single night, she was the moon of the earth and the beauty of the sea, she was the wind to plant and food to humanity, she was the light of the world and her smile is a joy to the poor,  she rolls in ambles in a swift rotating degree and the waves of her gown swept joy into my heart and to them that were with me, she hold back the breath of my love and release again my breath that I will have a second rebirth of love, she cleans my aura with her tongue and splash more of her saliva on me that I should live only in the world of love. I row, I grind, I dance all this happen in her special night, my heart wrote a letter to her without a pen, but she could tell the ink of my writings, she is exceptional, she is marvelous, she is supreme, she is strong, she is my strength, she is my weapon, she is my eyes, she is my rainbow, she is the ladder for me to cross to the upper stone.... The joy of a night is in her! 

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