Infatuation is
easy
like whipped cream
a sweet taste of love
a joy to the senses
a passing sensation
Lust evolves into love
a mysterious change
a touch of magic
making the ephemeral
an enduring connection
Unless often nourished
by sexual delight
the flame of true love
fades into a staid
dull companionship
A suggestion try my novel, BEN
CONNOLLY in the PARIS COMMUNE, on
Kindle
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