Love's metamorphosis

There was a time not so long ago
When tender caring was just enough
To nurture a fellow man, to gaze at him
With loving eyes was just enough
The heart content sublimating the longing force

There was a time when just closeness was enough
The presence of mind, the companionship
Fulfilled the body's wants
The sheer force of desire matched its will
In random faces
And that too was enough.

There was a time--yet
When yearnings broke like a summer storm
The embers burning fierce turned to unbridled fires
The holy trinity of heart mind body,
Twisting like wild serpents, shed their chrysalis--
The heart yearned for heart, the body ached for body

There is a time--the forking road
The gift of words, the courage to paint a new picture
The drive to be reborn
To love enough to build with the force of love and desire--
To leave the worm's memory behind.

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