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i am a man of science love who met a woman of literature sexual art. we discuss a theory of measuring lust density with love whith without destroying the fact about confession. we round off our compatiblity and divide our difereneces to have equal qualities. we subtracted our martial status and add attraction for our own being of respect.eyes make mistakes when bumping into each other accidently when the needs of attention across stumbling was meant on purpose weather its business worksite or public relations.
At home dealing with dailiy life our mind are supposily stablized but our heart isnt in that enviroment. it is hard to walk way from lust when we turn our back on love so pasion can consume us. We pretend we are at focus of debated attention not fighting but watching so we act like we are at war. the only peace we bring is our eyes of silence unless one of us has the same thing in common to make the move first.
It wont be long til the armies of obesssion track us inside . im sending our tongue kiss to the lips of the outer rims. The sweetness of our touch embrace be safe there. our bodies then create a sucessful fusion based on our theory we used to disussss using pausable undeniablity with my science and your literature. For years have our mind has been playing tricks on us giving us a real number to choose from. we cant be together becuase some part of us remains a mystery while our other half is truth shown living proof. it not because i have chosen to make this decision its because the decision was chosen for us. In my field of dream life time i have been in search of new life of conscious and significant but my heart has always felt forbidden while my vision of love is seen colorblind even though i am aware of the worrysome of slight miscalculation. My fire is strong now becuase darkness protect me but will the light forgive me when my fire burn out? the only half of me that keep me safe in darkness is smiles and laughters of temperily feelings of something ive lone and dream for all my life that i felt i may never have while my other half that make up light the tears of the sun of permant feelings to finally letting go my resentment of everything ive held back in true lies of love. They say if we let go it may come back but we can never be so sure of its return unless the future relies on its faith of trust. but trust isnt the issue nor isnt faith for either of us.. Its Freedom. a word with imperious new meanings of new begining that will bring us together and meant to be. until that day i shall pass leadership of our strength on to our heart. only one us will rise from rank to set us free by giving up the thing or things we love the most even our pride and restore i love you as our throne which has been a heir since our first secret counterment of physical and emotional happiness of our orginal sin that will make a fine addition to our collection one night stand...every truth counts
