Tainted Love~3

When love comes to the unloved it is like the Sun's warmth bringing forth a germination.

But when you have too many nice toys...who can say that love is for the sake of love itself?

Afterall...sometimes people think it is more fun when you have someone to share all the nice things in life with...

someone to dance with you in the iridescent strobes...where the neon lights are so bright that day is night and night is day...someone to get drunk on ecstacy with you...to fly to the tops of the peaks of pleasure with you...someone to ride the winds on the highways with you...to gorge on every decadent, hedonistic pleasure that this world,or your money, can offer...someone who sings deeply the ardent chords of a whisky-soaked love song...someone,who just by whispering the most saccherine of lies to your ever-eager ear, gives you a sensual emotional orgasm.

and you forget your loneliness...if only for an instant...you shed your emptiness like some horrid mantle that you are only too relieved to be rid of...someone has filled you with the insatiable hunger for instant gratification...someone else is ready to partake the golden fruit that your hardwork has yielded...

Human beings are by nature selfish...but you are so tired with enjoying samsara all by yourself that you are desperate for someone else to share your bounty...

and the whole world is full of well-dressed thieves who would gladly grant your wish.