What is it?
Can make you twist your words
Confused and hot-tempered
Calm you like the winds
And ready your body like an animal for mating season
Yearning for more even though you never even realised you said yes?
The air of mystery producing fertility in the mind
Seeds not yet sown reaping fruit that feels divine
And yet, it could seemingly all be a lie
How can something with so many rules and regulations be stress free?
And yet I’m stimulated mentally, as if reading a whole book on philosophy
Each page intriguing me with every turn
I just hope one day it doesn’t set fire and completely burn