Human love is expressive of passion consumed
In the heat of an instant that time can’t erode.
Some become nonjudgmental in their attitude
Toward uncommon encounters and how they are viewed.
We must all tread in truth and let that be the code
For our conscious behaviors. Can this be presumed?
Fascinating experiences to enjoy
Are the primary focus. Excitement is fuel
For the engine that nature has formed into soul.
When the mood is high-flying, there’s no other goal
But to flow with the beast’s private social whirlpool.
Elsewhere is but the animal one can’t employ.
More eccentric than frivolous, wavelengths of love,
Interspersed through the spectrum of visible light
That are not seen through common eyes, may integrate
With a resonant frequency to cancel hate
For a sweet sultry moment that could last all night.
There is nothing but fear that one can fall short of.