The Mystery of Pleasure

 

For a fleeting moment or more rarely—sustained,

Pleasure visits us,

Accompanied, and never undetected.

 

If only enjoined by the soul,

For a moment of misunderstanding.

 

For what is the meaning of pleasure?

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