She is warm, she is cold
Needs a man, madly bold
One moment, you feel calm
On the next, got to run
Feeling safe one second
Then after, terrified up to death
"She’s fire, and she burns
She’s water, and it turns
And she’s wind, she twists
And she’s earth, after death you can rest"
If she’s good; why only talk about
If she’s bad; why she makes me glad?
She deceives, she is not, and she is void
Seems real, wants to be; can’t be sold
She’s nothing, nothingness
If you have, all the best
She calls you, when you reach
Where is She, She’s vanished
She is cold, She is ice
Solid but next moment it’s twice
Where is ice, on the way, it’s water
Go with it, soon or late you find it, on the air
High and high, on sky, got to fly
What happen? she is rain, got to fall
She is sea, She is wave
How can she, come to shape!?
1 comment:
Okay I am confused; who-what is the love? it is difficult to see it,,...u talk about it but it is not there, or at least i can't see it... u sure about the word love or the concept love...maybe u need another word here ............or maybe i should stop talking about things that i don't understand...
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