Soul Love
the soul rose above the lust of the body
the soul is neither masculine nor feminine
they all love the spiritual violin
the mind eyed them both with a grin
you need logic
you need magic
the self hissed I don't belong to the patience shelf
the conscious shrugged shoulders blamed the subconscious
peace by fusion
a momentary confusion tasting eternal
if it's explicit it's gotta be parental
a gig of voices clouding the temple
walked away the lonely heart
i was nothing but a chew from the start
Tamer Hossam
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