Poem Reflection
A living piece from the World Poetry Hub library — written to be read, heard, shared, and remembered.
I ride for the lust.
I ride for the love.
And even if love lusts,
I still rise.
I am pleasure underneath the sky—
alight, heart-delight
to most who know it
and want it.
I am the climax
that leads to ecstasy,
the fire
that fuels humanity.
— E.M.SR.