‘True Love are We’,
Replied, the Thorn,
‘Red Blood mingled with Perfume’.
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We can’t help it,
The Joy,The electrifying action,The magnetic attraction,The dreaming while awake,Hoping that Time will stand still,So that this Love will never dissipate!
Nanominded politicians,
But with very great ambitions,For themselves, not for the Nation,I am more than sick and tiredSeeing all these ‘gents’ acquire,Richness, Power, off the people’s back,While our debt is bright and burning,Nanominds they keep on turning,In Reverse, and that’s a fact!
Living,
Adventure.Life, going where?Anywhere,As long as it’s not,To ‘I don’t care’.
So many Languages spoken,
When will we learn to communicate,With truthfulness, not only clues?
Makes no sense
That LoveCan also Kill,How is it possibleThat in us lies,The Power,To save,Or destroy,At Will.
You feel, what you feel, what you feel
And it’s certainly strange,How different we are from each other.You love, who you love, who you love,Why this one and not another?There is a magical attraction that occurs,That the mystery of love will never uncover.