Drinking from your cup
Of aquatic astral love
I find neutrality is
Dripping down the walls
Fluorescent lighting
Illuminates
A possible earthquake
That never takes
Shooting
A double shot of love
Almost exploding
But not quite
In subtle wakes
The question that my mind
Has trouble still to find
Or to define
Is of which petal
Will fall next
Blindfolded bed
He loves me
He loves me not
He loves me
He loves me not
He loves me
He loves me not
Love is patient
Love is blind
What have we got?
© GÄ
Poétique 