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In this dark reign of ours
I follow only destiny
sun and the moon
Beautiful lovers
Wedded by their spirit in a kissYou captured me with a look
Made me taste the red fruit
And I tasted more, more
Filled my future, I stayedI swear I didn't want to
But now I can't pull away
You incited me to bloom
And I filled the world with you
so don't pull back now
Just gimme more of it
Gimme me more of you
Each seed precious,
Each moment treasured
Don't tell me the fruit was always rotten
And you didn't want a companion
You see the fire, it still burns
But the flowers died,
All the greenLemme bloom with your love
Lemme fly with your kiss
Lemme bloom with your love
Lemme stay forever yours
And brighten the world with our eyesNow the world I see is dry
But then I remember the garden of your mind
Lemme crumble in the underworld again
And taste the fruit once more (again and again)
So i'll bloom with your love
So i'll fly with your kiss
If I taste it one more time
Just one more time..
All my life I've tried to learn, shift my views, grow and nurture all my ideas, progress, but then when I thought love was just a silly invention, you promised you'd show me otherwise. You did. Now I'm terribly hooked to calling love with your name and for much as I avoid you during the day, I'll always meet you in my dreams. The other day I was just watching you sleep by my side but then it always comes the moment where I wake up and the bed as my head get cold again.
It's hard to shake the notion, the feeling that each moment I don't spen by your side it's one I'm losing because I'm not living. Lately these moments keep stacking on and on to make me feel I'm teribly wasting a life I can't grab for as much lines I try to form.
YOU ARE READING
collection of lost things
PoetryOnly from chaos we achieve change And when you change, what do you lose Let's go head on Cover: detail from "The Garden of Death" (1896) by Hugo Simberg