The Lost Maze of Your Soul

Sex changes everything and warps all that is known.
Emotions are lost, confused, disrupted.
The bond is complicated.
What has been known is now distorted.
Lost inside the maze of your mind.

No one believes us when we say sex is serious.
We are prudes who know nothing.
No one believes us when we say sex changes everything.
We are merely over exaggerating our own thoughts.
Lost inside the maze of your mind.

When it happens,
Even if it is planned in a safe place and time,
Something complex begins to occur.
The emotions flood the soul who has never known this kind of love.
Confusion takes hold while your passions--good or bad--run wild.
You are no longer safe behind your own label name or off brand cloths.
There are no barricades between you and your lover
Just skin and bones.
Fear is normal when you experience sex for the fist time.
Lost inside the maze of your mind.

You have to talk,
You have to make sure what you wanted won’t hurt you as the days go by.
It is a delicate animal this thing we call love.
To sudden of movements can cause it to run off.
To quick a pace can make love become lost in a tsunami of emotional strain.
Lost inside the maze of your soul.

Sex is not the decider of love’s fate.
Love will continue even when sex is no longer a factor of the game.
Lost inside the maze of your mind.
Found the truth to late.
Lost inside the maze of your soul.
Now love is gone.
The memory of sexual strain is all that remains.
Your love for me has now been lost to the maze of your emotions.
Trapped inside the maze of your soul.