I virtually dream you,
I don’t have a choice.
But it hurts so to love you,
It hurts, in my bones,
Yet, I’ll dream you forever,
In my heart, in my soul,
And I’ll painfully love you,
Till the end of it all.
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That Love,
That you dream about,That in films devours,The screen, reaching out,That Love,That comes once in a lifetime,If ever,That you can’t live without,Makes you believe in Forever,Even if all else is put in doubt.
The Past will not last,
We have but the PresentTo make thingsSpoken and written,Even more obscure.So,Forget about Time,No ones’ personal cureFor none will be having,A second Tour.
Poetry, Music
Prelude,To Paradise.
Flat,
Or an outdoor mat,Indifference sets in,A moody spat with yourself,Hardly reacts,Nothing seems to count,Except disillusionment,And you don’t want to accept,The realization that,Nothing or no one to love,Projects a transparent image,Of emptiness,That you can’t pick up.
Life, A fleeting moment
A fluttering butterflyA song, that does not lastEven Love,Cannot make Life, hold fast,Goodbye my love, goodbye,Please don’t ask me, why?
When the Devil
So many weakFools,Listen and Follow,When ReasonAnd LoveSpeak,Only,The Pure of Heart,Follow.That is whyInstability,War and not PeaceAlways dominateAnd torment,Tomorrow.