LOVE TASTIER THAN A KISS
Love tastier than a Kiss
The heart is not touched with the
Touch skinned by physical touch
So, where is the fragrance of soul
Which I always desire to store in bowl
May be my lips could have been
Deceived by the morphine of dribble;
The soul is not just enjoyed with
The love expressed by mental feelings
So, where is the rhythm of the heart
Which I always crave to rhyme with life
May be my mind could have been just
Deceived by the magic of poetic verses;
The love is not simply fulfilled with the
Pleasure of living apart from sainthood
So, where is the truth in senses of body
Which I always want to conceive a memory
May be my strength could have been
Deceived by the weakness of hypnosis;
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