A QUESTION OF LOVE

In the cacophonous collision of souls,
the rubbing of sweaty skin,
mixed fluids,
moaned delights,

When is it appropriate to ask oneself,
Can someone love her better?

When is it appropriate to ask oneself,
Can someone love me better?

Are all questions discarded
with reason, logic, and tact.
Our passions compelled to navigate oceans of faith,
towards an imagined future,
promised by desire...