Doubts.

Yes, I have my doubts,

and I am weak at times.

The fragrances and the skins,

the lights and the drinks,

talks and askances,

eyes and gestures.

Definitely lure me away,

into looking for that instant pleasure,

that feeling of just doing it,

and the afterwards feeling of thinking about you and us.

I love these struggles,

that strength of thinking about you,

even in most compelling times,

is what makes me write,

is what makes me ride.

There are going to be many more,

specially when some seas are in between and

far has your touch been,

Yet, I feel it strongly,

tenderly and gently.

stronger than the ones floating around at times.