Please come play with me, upon the edge of
lost reason,
We´ll run, through the alphabet, of blind
unknown seasons,
We shall swim in pink skies & we´ll fly
in mauve icy oceans,
And the whole world will laugh, at our odd
crazy emotions.
We, undiagnosed by the medics, & by the
world undetected,
Our love running wild, leaving no one aside
& none unaffected,
All fingers are pointed & smirks masked,
behind hidden hands,
But what the hell do we care, as we run
through strange lands?
We shall run with red suns & we shall
swoon with blue moons,
We shall howl with wild wolves & then,
we´ll toss wooden runes,
And then, sky-clad we´ll dance, with wicked
imps, pixies & elves,
As we have no one else to loves us, it´s now
just our sweet selves.
Our strange love is euphoric, unique &
it´s totally crazy & mad,
But we don´t give a “monkeys” because we
don´t recognize “sad”,
We shall don our red dancing shoes &
step out, in crazy mad whirl,
And know that there´s someone like us, who
loves, in this crazy world.
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