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Click hereWhy? Why do you ask so many questions?
Why do you not seek the answers in my actions, not my words?
Can you not see every time you look into my eyes,
The unshed tears swimming in their depths?
Do you not feel in my touch the undisguised tenderness?
Can you not detect the way my body melts into yours when you lay your hands on me?
Do you not smell the scent of lust rolling off of my skin like a heat wave?
Tell me, have you ever felt the electricity,
The crackling storm in the air that is my love for you?
luv your poem
and i dont think it is too may questions
are we not all seeking these answers?
With so many questions being asked, it feels like the whole point of the poem gets lost.