Love hate and hope

Love that is changed
Is the love which is hard to get used to it.
Love which is left,
taking so much time to build it
is hard to be reckoned with.
Is hard as you walking in the rain a stormy night and
disappear in a darkness of the space.
Love without throwing kisses will never be
an inscrutable manifestation
of both parties are like it.
As a kisses of love is a lovely act of tenderness
so excited, so accelerated.
Filling up a vacuum and replacing it with the
voice of your soul bring the moment of desire
may not bring you to be trapped again
in the same game.