Love and desire


Flowers in bloom, and way too hot already...

The woman with blue fan is looking at the man across, and entertains secret desires. 

She hides her gaze behind her fluttering fan.

She has love, but can she want something she already has...?

She wants something she does not have... 

Love and desire normally meet-- she knows,-- but things may shift in time. 

Desire gets blended in love, and may eventually melt and be forgotten... 

Unlike love, it's fugitive like the flutter of her fan. 

It's hardly contained and enticed by the otherness...

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