Agape and Eros -- JD Kruger, GLP4

Cupid Boutique, JD Kruger, GLP4

You had to change your sheets again

Reaching out, with hungry

Selfless pleasures. Do you despise

This mercy in my eyes? Compassion

Is deadly, when we search for shelter

In the arms of another.

They are loaded. Pistols of pleasure

Desire, a thankless art,

The heart surrenders to another’s longing.

Past the desert fields of emptiness

This relinquishment of the ego

Has no greed attached. But the erotic

Pornographic houses of despair

Are filled with angry men

Who lost love’s calling

Long ago. They can’t pretend

That they are not without care

For they are mastered by their hunger

Under this blanket of stars, I grasp

All the moanings of the wind

And through the window of my heart

I gaze out at the misty deserted streets

Where women dance with men at their arms

A tangled embrace of the world of pleasure

Shadowed by our needs, we empty our pockets

Of desire, and still our tongues cleave

To the roof of our mouths, for fear

Of revealing our passion. It is fashion

To relinquish ourselves of passion

For we fear our lust, as animals

Fear the invasion of their terrain.

It is the annihilation of our egos

That separates us from mere mortals

We care for the friendship

That is lost, where most is found

Friendship, true, is a thankless art

And our mouths gape open as our hearts

Reach out with our arms, to apprehend

The other’s need. But Eros, is selfish,

A need to cling to another’s longing.

We have both, and honour both,

As vital to the human’s faculties

Of emotions. Tender and violent,

We become, more like ourselves

Every day, to desire, and to

Abandon desire, we are torn,

Out of necessity, to play.

JD Kruger, GLP4