Men keep yourselves unburden.
Women keep yourselves golden.
Love stay innocent as Eden

We grope for love
like drunk men in a dark room
seeking the door knob,
we beg for love 
like prisoners in a dungeon
yearning for light,
we scamper like refugees
to love’s fences tirelessly
but are too weak, frightened
to jump over;
sensing our indecision
love flies off
leaving us to our diligent dishonesties.

Men keep yourselves as women.
Women keep yourselves as men.
Love stay innocent as Eden.