A love lost

© 2008 comfortluv

There has to be a time where we say enough is enough
Where we have to think about maybe cutting our loses
Maybe go as far as moving on
When do we say it?
When do we follow through?
A love lost may be gone forever and what more can we do?

June 5, 2008. Uncategorized, General Poetry, Free Verse. No Comments.

what is pain’s concept?

© 2008 comfortluv

Why is pain, pain?
Why does it hurt so much? Why does it feel like your body is in a storm?
It makes your eyes rain,
Rain with dispassion
Always in disguise.
Pain is never truthful, its always telling lies.
So why reall does it exist?
What is pain’s true concept?
All I really know is that’s its hard to resist, or escape
Or debate its only purposes
When will we ever know what pain’s purpose is?

June 4, 2008. Uncategorized, General Poetry, Haiku. No Comments.

what is pain’s concept?

© 2008 comfortluv

Why is pain, pain?
Why does it hurt so much? Why does it feel like your body is in a storm?
It makes your eyes rain,
Rain with dispassion
Always in disguise.
Pain is never truthful, its always telling lies.
So why reall does it exist?
What is pain’s true concept?
All I really know is that’s its hard to resist, or escape
Or debate its only purposes
When will we ever know what pain’s purpose is?

June 4, 2008. Uncategorized, General Poetry, Haiku. No Comments.

spicy…

© 2007 lepetitange

Its said that we can only recognize 4 different flavors, bitter, sweet, sour and salty, the other are just variations of these and an extensive variety of scents.

Making love is not been romantic, is not been aggressive, is not acting. To make love, one have to taste, smell, touch, watch but also, bite, lift, move, pull, push, laugh.
How great is making it with you!!!

I love to taste you; my mouth is keeping in the memory every flavor when she is walking your body. Even now in my solitude, I can remember the taste of your sweet lips, they feel soft, smooth, like honey and cinnamon. Inspires the soft and delicate kissing but also make me want to devour you.

Whenever I travel thru you, I feel traveling in the most mysterious and magical world, every small step, makes me want to discover further more, but also it makes me want to go back and enjoy the last place a little longer. Is a difficult decision, that is why I need time, just the exact time, because every instant is different, it is new.

March 12, 2007. Uncategorized. 1 Comment.