The Sublime Pleasure

To be in love is life’s greatest gift.

To feel, to know, to have the pleasure

Of lovemaking, to move the earth

To be enraptured by the form of your naked spouse.

 

It someday wanes away.

And cherished ought to be the friend

You have made

That you have had sex with

That you have made children with

That you have kissed, and shared in the most embarrassing moments.

 

Never do I say that love is bad.

For, it is God’s greatest gift to man

To feel in love for those four years

You have it.

Soon, the opium should turn

To peace. And friendship ought to be made

And conversations should be made.

 

Newlyweds in naked embrace feel so much.

Old couples in naked embrace say so much.

For, friendship ought to be the manner by which

A man and woman formed their bond.

 

Do not say to the little ones who are friends

Do not convince them of this

That it is imprudent to marry one you’ve been friends with for years.

Do not tell a man that he is a friend

That there can be no manner by which he may enter into your heart.

Whether he is ugly or beautiful

Or simply seen in a light…

Shed light on the promise of friendship

That it is more valuable than the opium of love.

For, friendship is true love.

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