How deep you care for me, I really want to know
You always say you love me yet I doubt it is so
Where have you been when I was down, when I was dying –
When I was weak, when I was ugly and depressed?
I do not want to say you’re really lying -
I have respect for everything that passed.
You spoke to me in language no-one dared
To use for many years – and I was scared
It pierced me to the bone – it stripped my soul
I heard the universe appeal to me in singing
About love that shined so long ago,
And the serenity of our abandoned feeling.
All that plus longing let to a delusion -
There’s not much left apart from the confusion
And our savor to the carnal sin.
Yet when I see you breathe it’s like a revelation
For deep inside you’ve been my next of kin -
The decease’s gone – you’ve been a complication…
Next of kin
© Copyright: Олеандро Ник, 2006
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