A painting, do that too
But Love’s another story
That, no one can create
For you,
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We’ll all be very civilized,
When Silence is the sound,From the bullets last shot round.
Always living in make-believe
Cinematography,Naively and romanticallyThinking,It could be reproducedIn harsh reality,One day.Make believe is make believe,Life is not a camera’s dreamNor do we get the part,We want to playFrom just dreaming, which filmWe’d like to be in,As once upon a timeWhen Hollywood made films,The True Romantic Way.
You’ve become so much a part of me,
Our ideas, words, personality,Seem to blend right at the heart.Yes, I keep you very safely,In my being, in my soul,For Love isn’t only physical,It’s a Miracle, that’s all.
To each his poison
Mine is Poetry,I find Her, rather nice
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.
The Age-Long Drama,
Who really are we?And what do we want?A spec of dust,Upon a star,Dreaming, dreaming,Always wanting to know,Why we’re here?And Who we are?