A Love of Love


#1

Sometimes there is a love deeper than any you could feel.
A love so powerful you deny it could be real.
And when you see her face. The warm glow of her eyes.
And the way the light dances across the whiteness of her thighs.
You just want to bury yourself between the sun and the moon.
And to see her graceful curves in shadow and in place.

And to yearn for her taste.

So did my Love for Love begin.

-A Love for Love,
Part 1


#2

I saw her arch her back and the lady doth retract
But her sweetness remains
I tasted her skin and felt her within
But its nare the same
I wanted her here and felt such a whore
For desiring her despite what it meaned.

To taste her, to kiss her, to hold her so tight
To watch stars spiral away with impractical light.
To wash, and caress each inch of skin
To show what i d held hidden within.

To be loved and accepted without limit or shame
To feel and end to the weight in my brain
And yet as such lose pain in my heart
Nare before i felt so deeply apart

You that dance in the shadows of mind
And leave pieces of me waitinf behind
Your gaze leaves me swooning and your voice drives me here
Where i stay in your arms for an indelible year.
And onward and upward through the rain and the trench
And the flamethrower crews of tormented lament.
Yet flay me alive and i cannot blame you
For so much that i love you cant
Beqeath a dayglo belied in a war on the street for the heart and the mind of a little lost girl.
Who once had it all so she told herself sure.

Til the day when released a unexcpected cord.

A love of love
Part 2


#3

There in the gaze of your eyes i am made whole,
Lost in a crimson sea and tossed upon the waves of passion
Torn and tormented without your embrace
Self elation and warned by your face
That once i fell i would nare retract
Or release that part of me trapped in your heart
I ne er knew well who i was till i stood with you in the shadows
Then suddenly every part of me felt it had found its missing parts
You had lost so much and i was not what i should be
Burning for you
Yearning for you
Knowing a single touch was never enough

As my head touched pillow i hold your image in the darkness and tried not to let go
Tried not to let go
Tried not to let go
Tried not to let go

But if fate is kind i may hold you and caress you
Before the week is through
Though time and space seperates us
And you cannot see me there
I will follow my love back to you.

A Love of Love
Part 3


#4

Excerpts from Poetry written by the late VLAD agent Hawthorne for fellow Agent Love.
Hawthorne would be granted final death by Agent Lust before Agent Love and he ever found the peace they searched for in each others arms.

Love now wanders Refuge hunting her sister Lust for revenge for her lost partner.