It is love at first sight,
that glimpses of you,
that enables every man
to create and play
God.

Beauty is in the eyes
of the beholder,
And so does love,
a blooming imagination
of one’s perception.

So loving each other is
an illusion we tell ourselves
that we see, feel, and want
the same thing but
truly we don’t.

We are playing a game,
of guessing and if only
we play it objectively
then love fails.

For it is the trick and treat,
the horror of uncertainty,
the faith of the unrequited,
that gives meaning to our feelings.

Thus love made a fool of us all,
in daydreams and ecstasy,
and when we know the truth that
we love not the person
but only the persona
we learn
Melancholy.

And thus, the energy burns,
we can put it in urns,
or start a war in turns,
or let emotion adjourn
so we can return
to be reborn.

Devotion is love at first sight,
first sight is when you realize
there is a sight you cannot compartmentalize
so you got to write, draw, record, play, sing, dance…

Conception is a blessing,
from a sight that is nesting,
From the first time you see,
hear, and yearn to earn
the impossible love
impregnate your mind,
with Platonic perception
of perfection.

I love you,
and it is my business only,
If you love me,
it is your business.

And if we are to join
the holy sacrament,
We can give our body
But we will mind
our own soul.

That is how all great art was started.

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