I cannot logically explain
My lust for you anymore...
It is so annoying! Unbearable...
I feel my body and soul
Depend on something
Like persistence...
Approaching with affection...
And after the win over
Absolutely outraged
It stabs its dagger in my back
All my principles broken up
I fell for you...
You hear !
I hate and curse people
Only because they managed to wrest
A piece of my hold on your soul
I covet insatiably to be the only one...
I am incensed you should exist for others
Meanwhile the drought dries my leaves
And they fall ...
I often find masochistic delight
In analyzing and editing feelings
I cannot justify it anymore,
Do you hear me?
It is such an oxymoron!
And I see no reason ...
My carnal needs were always just an excuse
I' ve been deprived of you for so long
My pleasure through you has already ended
Why do I insist and what do I hope for?
How the souls are attracted ? And why?
On what absurd excuses and forces
Are they kept then away from each other
As if they were flammable material ?
Why am I no longer with you?
Why do you close your heart to me?
With time against us
Why did we destroy the little
We won ?
In my preposterous fantasy,
Through our unruly
Deep mutual attraction
I need your body
Only and exclusively
To drink at your soul.
I know this is hopeless.
The needle is often stuck in what
I ‘ ve been waiting for centuries,
Even when the song has already ended.
COPYRIGHT2012 BY CHRYSSA VELISSARIOU
EDITED BY CHOUCHOU MALDEMER
DEDICATED TO MY CHOUCHOU
