I want you, my love
Come like a gust of wind
Cultivate my body
Give it water at least three times.
I jumped up and was shocked by the love in the poem. I am introverted, almost wooden, and tend to express my feelings implicitly and endlessly. I always swallow my bold and passionate love and enjoy it in the distance. That I never said "I love you" to my first wife.
"The sun and the moon are relative and don't turn. Look where you are sitting, like a fire. " Pure love is beautiful. I admire the author for being so straightforward, bold, qualitative, quantitative and unrestrained in presenting love. The depth of love, the cutting of love, requires the close embrace of soul and body, standing at the peak of happiness to experience the beauty of life and the sweet romance of love.
Over the years, I have not been confused, not to mention that sex is like a cloud to me, but I have lost my passion when I was young. Love gradually evolved into kinship. What you love in your heart pays more attention to the high consistency of spirit and the deep fit of soul. This may be that love has matured!
I don't know much about poetry, but I think this poem is beautiful.