Soul Love

the soul rose above the lust of the body the soul is neither masculine nor feminine they all love the spiritual violin the mind eyed them both with a grin you need logic you need magic the self hissed I don't belong to the patience shelf the conscious shrugged shoulders blamed the subconscious peace by fusion a momentary confusion tasting eternal if it's explicit it's gotta be parental a gig of voices clouding the temple walked away the lonely heart i was nothing but a chew from the start Tamer Hossam