Every time I love
The red shining from her lips
Every dawn I wake to meet
The goddess of love and feel
As she softly around me grips
The blue shining from her eyes
Every day darkness it blights
Like light brilliant is her smile
Assuring loving is worthwhile
The dark shining from her hair
Every eve I smell her scent
Love hides like a diamond
Somewhere inside my deepest lair
Every night when her I see,
I view no more truth but fair;
Surely this heaven must be
Greater than any heavens ever were.
A heart of gold is both heavy and cold.
A face of gold is a mask, no more.
A body of gold is merely some decor.
I want a heart that pumps and bleeds.
I want a face that shows how it feels.
I want a body that’s warm from head to feet.
I seek a heart that hurts like mine.
I seek a face that shapes just fine.
I seek a body that is truth as wine.
For a friend of mine
To die or to live
To hate or forgive
To get or to gift
To laugh and to cry
To fail and to try
To live and to die
A friend by your side
My dear, my love
You are cure for all my disease:
Fever, flu or even death
One smile of yours and they cease
To be, to be gone in a breath
Love is not to get but to give
and to give I have so much still.
As long as you, I too will live. (As long as you, I too strive to live)
When you decay one day as I will,
I can't see happiness come back again
in grief and sorrow forever I'll be lost
or at least 'til we reunite I will strain,
sooner than later my heart says I must.
Know with you my love will grow and grow
even beyond the day we both lay cold.
My head aches on these nights
restless as I await your message.
My heart aches longing for your sight
bleeding since you left on voyage.
I count the days, nights and moons
from when you left without a trace.
I should have been better, oh soon,
dear God, bring back this beloved face.
Finally one day my prayers were heard.
The message came, it was of your demise.
In tears now I complete these verse,
of all I most myself despise.
The reaper harvest early the innocent
else it would be lonely in the heavens.
The price is high
Finding words that fit your beauty,
it is such hard task to do,
it is torment, torture, cruelty
none I'll write justifies what is you.
Yet I find myself writing for you this
in hope one day to be what you are to me.
It's true what they say, 'ignorance is bliss',
not knowing you meant no love to be.
Longer and longer I will wait, no strive.
Stronger and stronger it grows day by day.
Oh, I know everything good has its price,
I am still wondering, what need I to pay?
Shorter and shorter this life it gets,
weaker and weaker on my deathbed.