I feel love
beyond and above
and even within
but not around me
I feel sad
cause some kinds of love
are not allowed
I don't agree
that's my romantic rebeldy
it will free me
from my existencialism
why question why
if all I gotta do is to receive
All the day I think about
what should my life be like
every night I dream
about a nice tomorrow
and it never comes
Love is the only medicine
to existentialism,
and withou it
my life don't make sense
The wind that blows in the window
remembers me you
this feeling of being free
belonging just to you and me
Love is the best medicine
for egocentrism,
and I want it for me
by the whole day
love gives me hope
by the night
it gives me peace
the one I need to sleep
Love is the best medicine
for tiredness,
I allways have the energy
enough to do it
(sex seems not to be a poetic word, but it in fact is)
That's my romantic experimentalism,
running desperately from all the isms
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I feel sick too. :~
Great text man. I have already said what I think about your writings, huh, but, it's always a pleasure to read your pretty words. They make me think and sometimes they make me cry. But they always make me feel glad for having your friendship. Big hug big friend ! ;)
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