hEART tHROBS

At times I am so sure, or I am not so sure, or I just don't know.

So sought for
This unbriddled warmth
Said to be needed by all

Who calls for
This irksome passion
With assurance to a fall

Why hustle for
This malignant surge of pleasure
With sniffles and guffaws

Why fight for
This irresistable affection
Whose embers soon shed off its glow

Why die for
This exciting heart renching throbs
This inconsistent thump thump thump.


-delphine asu-