(inspired by poetry by an original poem by Paul Chris)
Look for my lyrics there, -
In plain and open sound,
Alarming winds emerged in daytime top.
Just listen to me once, myopic we go round,
To be two paths on firelines where we stop.
Do, open up your dreams
Being frequently in doubts.
Deserted nights in welling tears and pain.
Just leave them all to chance, snatch revelations out
Spill out like river, make a start again!
Launch out yourself from scratch!
By having things get started,
A page from notepad frozen in your lines,
Ones having flitted off the final start on fire
Off plain love, insanity desires.
And till the dawn with you
We'll have a lot allowed, -
By telling time 'stand still!' - against the spiral strong.
Against October humid, winter vale.
By giving in to nights, since days don't last that long.
To read your poetry
Till lashes drain out,
To touch your hair anew, inhale them, getting drunk.
To get a crush on you so that my mind go round,
Confess and feel that hold like back we started out.
Till dawning snows
Get frozen boulevard out,
Till icey steps and February skid,
Till coffee cups in solar pulsar light out,
Till "love you" words return, beneath our cities greed...
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