Loved with white silk robes and rose petals at your feet
In love, nothing is ever enough; more feels less
Enslaved you will be to this feeling called Love
Shivering at it's slightest touch.
Only Kings & Queens live as such, it tells you
Friends, you don't need them, you say
Vicious liquid that will not pour quickly
In endless disappointment and pain
Crying for that kiss to once more paralyze you
In with the living dead, you crave for more Love
O' the passion reaches its limits
Uniquely jealously will spread as a blanket
Smiling, it reveals that your lover will not love you as much
Every hug won't feel tight enough
Money and friends will alienate
Only physical pain will linger around
Time together will fly like a bird
In the air, addiction and obsession you'll breathe
Obvious truths becomes lies
Now all alone you stand across from Love
Say what more about Love?
In love, nothing is ever enough; more feels less
Enslaved you will be to this feeling called Love
Shivering at it's slightest touch.
Only Kings & Queens live as such, it tells you
Friends, you don't need them, you say
Vicious liquid that will not pour quickly
In endless disappointment and pain
Crying for that kiss to once more paralyze you
In with the living dead, you crave for more Love
O' the passion reaches its limits
Uniquely jealously will spread as a blanket
Smiling, it reveals that your lover will not love you as much
Every hug won't feel tight enough
Money and friends will alienate
Only physical pain will linger around
Time together will fly like a bird
In the air, addiction and obsession you'll breathe
Obvious truths becomes lies
Now all alone you stand across from Love
Say what more about Love?
2 comments:
This is sad :(
GBU
Arti
Hi Arti - I know this was sad, but sometimes we create the sadness when it doesn't even exist...
Well, at least that was my point of this poem...
Thnx for reading :-) as always I truly appreciate your comments...
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