WHEN BEASTS LOVE
Actually, this type is hard to find,
The kind that blows the mind.
Never noticed, always doubted.
Most times policed until grounded.
When beasts fall in love,
Everything becomes involved;
The heart, the mind, the body, the soul;
Everything worth it and insignificant
combined as a whole
What is not seen on the outside…
…is intensely exceeding on the inside.
This kind is most easy to express,
But most difficult to impress.
Their look covers its beauty-full,
But in their eyes, it is pity-full.
Ever wondered why it is
“the-Lion-and-the-Lamb”?
Because the Lamb is the heart of the Lion.
They see your face and damn your heart
Just because they think it is “first
impressions that matter”.
But enclosed in that heart is a raging war
beat
Fired up by the rhythm of peace
That harmony of the soul that beams__
That harmony of the soul that beams__
__love out of its optical rims
That saturates the atmosphere with the light
of love.
Yes. That love that reaches to everyone just
well enough.
When beasts fall in love,
Their entire strengths dissolve.
They’d be locked up in a sealed hole
While their weaknesses assume the leading
role.
When Beasts Love,
Their preys will hold on to it all their life
long.
Generations will germinate to feel the
effects still.
It would be a legacy outing from just a
singular deed.
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