We All Seek Love

We all seek love

In the cracks of her red-tainted lips,

Smudged to quench her thirst,

But not in those abrupt endings she makes

When her heart races

Not letting the gushing emotions flow.

We all seek love,

In the smirks of a polished man,

As he hosts a masquerade party

Of his Ferrari and brown shoes,

But not in those honest appeals he makes

For you to hold on a little longer,

While he works upon his dreams

Just to live them only with you.

Cause we believe in a love

Like the promise of a kiss

At the crack of dawn or

A plucked rose at the graveyard,

So we seek love in comfort and glee,

But never in the places, it is meant to be.