LOVE
It is the passion that loves born with. No more true and no more false love. But it was planted in the chivalry and promiscuous love. This is love, the nature of its creation. It is all about dominant and submissive. Sex? It’s a part of love that requires sense of crude energy. Nevertheless it creates the solemn of the darkest side within human. Love thus is not bloodshed of desire. In a typical way, love could engage the mist which is armed with rising climax of peaceful soul. I do love the way love represents itself. So free so boundless with the sphere of chastity. It sucks all the energy in every dimensions of life.
Neither lesbian nor gay could ever challenge the utmost true and straight love. But how could such love appears? Love is blind, that is what people always perceive, and one thing is yet to be dig and harvested – the nature of love itself. Again, love is not the bloodshed of desire. Neither man nor woman could express their callous desire through love. How can love create chaotic cauldron of fickle outrage expression – of course, the ultimate nationalism and stray cult. It nevertheless crack the mind and tore the soul if love is not streamed to the right and purport into the right channel that is the one and only souls' lover - Divine Allah.
By Ainn S.
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