Falling in Love or Confession of the Love Addict

         
A poem from the cycle "Cries of a simple soul"
 
          We fall in love again and again...
          Why? Testosterone and estrogen.


I fell in love one day, while falling felt like flying
Through heaven filled with radiating, blissful rush,
Then hit the bottom of the love’s pit. It felt like dying.
It was the very first time I had a crush.

I fell in love again, while falling felt like flying
To heaven filled with radiating, blinding rush,
Then hit the bottom of the love’s pit all wet from crying.
I failed again, once more, I had another crush.

I could not bear anymore love’s ups and downs
On the dead-end road to the phony soul twin.
I told the crowd praising love’s fake dressing gowns -
King Sex was naked just as bare as Love Queen.

I lived alone, enjoying freedom, peace and quiet
Of a grassy pond, away from the love’s whitewater stream.
I steered clear of the foolish feelings riot,
Destroying poor souls falling for the love’s dream.

I fell in love again…

      Sasha Ovsich