It's aggravating, extremely hurting,
how one emotion can change perceptions,
Perceptions and opinions that were held,
like a sacred thread,throughout your existence.
Your existence, that once symbolised,
prudence, orthodox pragmatism.
I abhor being dangled like a puppet,
but I cannot help but succumb to it,
Intoxicating, makes me react, passionately,
beyond worldly rhyme or reason.
It makes a smell the roses,that made me nauseous,
Smash the crystals,that I once treasured.
I try to be unaffected by it,but alas!
I am only human. And of the wrong sex at that.
how one emotion can change perceptions,
Perceptions and opinions that were held,like a sacred thread,throughout your existence.
Your existence, that once symbolised,
prudence, orthodox pragmatism.
I abhor being dangled like a puppet,
but I cannot help but succumb to it,
Intoxicating, makes me react, passionately,
beyond worldly rhyme or reason.
It makes a smell the roses,that made me nauseous,
Smash the crystals,that I once treasured.
I try to be unaffected by it,but alas!
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