Certainly, it is love. I have longed for this feeling.
While our lips lock like the sun is never to rise again, our minds travel in the paradise of Eden. That tender kiss that you give, leaves me longing for nothing other than that. All of a sudden, I realized. that burning passion caused the red sun to explode in fury Bursting flames stroke violently and burned what used to be the mighty rock That was the foundation of all these. In an instant, total anarchy was all I saw As the gush of waves rushed from the sea. The residue of While it melts, gush of waves brought about by the sea without warning moses As the saltiness linger inside me And forms the face of regret Because of the feeling of a thousand horses stampede under my chest Oh would this be the end of me Leaving only a trace of regret and sourness til the end
In the end, I realized it is not love, its just kiamoy.
Perhaps it was not love. It is a mixture of Sweet, salty, sour.