I Remember.

Fri, 12/31/2021 - 19:33 -- Wired6

Dire pain,in this,exquisite,

Endeavour.

A painful pain,that eeks me,

Eeks me out.

A pain,like a train,

goes on forever.

Until a stop,is eventually found.

That stop,is now,my pleasure,

A core dimension,

of my emotional ground.

Is pleasure even an emotion,I wonder.

Is pleasure even an emotion at all.

With you,

I feel,such pain,

now entwined with pleasure found.

In you I've found pain and pleasure.

I think I'll take a day-off,

working through, the pleasure and pain principle,

as it goes on forever!

 

 

 

©Wired6. 27/12/2021

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