I Call It Love Poem by Asit Kumar Sanyal

We have three goals in life
Survival, reproduction and bonding
We all busy to meet them.

Survival assured by money
Reproduction connected with sex
And good behaviour establishes bonding.

All the three are essential to life
Related to each other
But sex a powerful force for existence.

It wakes up at teenage, sleeps after 50
And dances about 40 years non-stop
on the central part of our lifeline.

People say sex is the union of bodies
Union of male and female
I agree not, It's something beyond that.

When a man goes into a whore
Or a woman takes a man for survival, fun
It may be sex, maybe entertainment.

But when he enters into his own wife,
Others wife or into an innocent girl
It's not sex, it's the love.

because they attract one another
Make union become one
And surrenders unconditionally.

sense- organs …hearing, feeling, seeing,
tasting and smelling contact their counterparts
Her current goes to him, his into her.

Two hearts connect, two souls hug
And the consciousness of pleasure raised
starts flowing top to bottom, in and out.

It's not a simple sex, it's love
Contact of two hearts, union of two souls
One of three goals of our life.