Love II by Gary R. Hess
This poem is about how so much of our energy is used by lust. We spend our days hoping for something or thinking about something. Sometimes we want it to actually happen and sometimes it is simply a fantasy you wish to go unrealized. However, it's still lust. I simply wish it didn't exist, but of course it does.
Category: Sad "Love II" Luxuriant days of hope Obsessed nights of lustful energy Virgin minds sown together Exasperated Humanity by Gary R. Hess