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Exploring My Mind – Poem 3
by Tolu OMoyele
Find me a love that is absolutely truthfully solid,
That doesn’t keep a tab on wrong doings.
So pure it feeds on the Impurities of humanity,
So exciting it makes your imperfect soul rejoice,
So exhilarating it makes your lower extremities tingle,
So refreshing it makes your heart explode like an avalanche on a quite mountain.
Find me a love that makes you fly so high like a high impact stimulation drink,
Like caffeine, oh so bitter yet makes your nervous system alert and elevating.
Like anger it releases a certain enzyme that makes you lose focus,
Like fire it ignites, burns violently with warmth.
Like pain it makes you moan, joyously.
And like everything the effects eventually wear off.
Find me a love free from pain.
Love is pain they said,
Like the pain carried by the deformed hunchback of Notre Dame?
Is there any such thing as an absolute trusting love between two total strangers?
Whose only link to ancestry is the human race?
Where the main essence to love lies in our mammalian instincts, in the way we are programmed –
to desire a companion.
Someone to hold, talk to, share experiences with, and make memories with.
Today, is my human brain confusing loving someone, a companion, with sexual passionate desire?
Or is the desire to experience passionate yet bonding love the reason to love?
