Love-struck

Floating across cosmic eons in the spick and span,
the very nick of time,
not just anyone
but that special certain someone..
managed to see into the private reaches of my lost and lonely
soul..

Only one love is how it's meant to be..
but is often based on a farfetched fantasy,
no strict sense of sane reality

My love-struck being was swept along with grandscale
imaginations,
cleaverly guaranteed as such
to keep me smiling, never weeping

The flood of the century left me
With murky apparitions that have made their presence known
in the taste and smell of french-fried greasy cheap perfume

Now I want the whole enchilada
Not content with a separation of love-tinged sex and sex-tinged
love
The only way to true contentment
Fidelity of unioned souls

So I move ahead into the vast unknown
My illustrious life in general is not set in stone
I follow no one else's set of constrictive rules and rigid regulations
but my own
Knowing who and what I am on the inside is the answer to all questions
asked

I know whatever goes around,
comes around in more than spades
Whether I am standing on my tiptoes,
reaching for the stars of heaven
or working my fingers to the bone,
digging all the way to Hades
I'll keep on sharpening my skills,
cause on the edge of life I'm honed