And if it’s never burned you
Then you haven’t lived,
No, you haven’t lived at all.
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Don’t tell me,
From Greece to our times,They have sung to LoveMillions of times,Never giving up,The Hope of finding it.
Touch my hand to Paradise,
Love is now my only vice,And yes, it’s all for you.
I never did,
That deep fulfillment,That sometimes love can give,Making the Earth rounderAnd all around it live.I never had it, did I?The warmth within your hands,That thru touch would introduce me,To non-existing lands.I never even knew you,That you might understand,That my love for you,Was like the trickling,Of the hourglass’s, sand.And still I love you to this dayEven if…
As if we have not had enough,
When I see politicians bluff,I want to run away,The lies, insidious poison,Misinformation, manipulation,The Devil’s sauerkraut,We ask ourselves,Do we deserve,To again go down this route?By now we ought to realize,Good hearts are not in charge!
Do you ever get accustomed
Staring at the wall,Walking up and down the hall.1 room,2 room, three,All empty,1 door,2 door, three,Who’s there?Only me.
The heart knows not
So if Love does appear,It come like thief,Within the night,With feelings you can never steer,Passionate blindness interferesIn Love’s sweet smilesBut also in its bitter tears.