Love is
Chocolates
And roses
Songs and darker corners
Of
A discotheque
Empty bottles of 'HIS' blood
Slow thoughts
Less words and realization
Of
Passions

Pretence failing
What is felt
And making room
For
Savage like moans
And entangled fingers
Then
Soiled sheets
Few scars and more disappointments

And to conclude
Carelessly disposed condoms
Practical wisdom within love

Love
Another evening
Some other discotheque
Few new faces
A pinch of god fear
And some regrets
Then
Again helpless submission

Love – continues…