Passion - 1
Riveted to earth are our roaring Tigers!
Ah, What a Shame!
Just to survive is the name of the Game!
The eternal yearnings for a Dream-Life pass-by -
Nobody cares these days, nobody asks - Why?
Has it been like this always - O Time?
From your immemorial eternal journey
Can you spot the points of your flow,
Where Pains were faded, Passions only could glow?
O Goddess! O Muse! O My dearest Darlings!
How could you not inspire me to conquer Poetry, History and Humans?
How could I stay so sterile with you all Divine Feminines?
Or the gorgeous and glorious Poetry-breeding Virgins?
Oh, Don't give me your mischievous smile!
Don't give me that Killer-Look!
Should I just stop everything, only to caress you,
Only to fondle with your limbs, only to write my Poetry-Book?
Riveted to earth are our roaring Tigers!
Ah, What a Shame!
Just to survive is the name of the Game!
The eternal yearnings for a Dream-Life pass-by -
Nobody cares these days, nobody asks - Why?
Has it been like this always - O Time?
From your immemorial eternal journey
Can you spot the points of your flow,
Where Pains were faded, Passions only could glow?
O Goddess! O Muse! O My dearest Darlings!
How could you not inspire me to conquer Poetry, History and Humans?
How could I stay so sterile with you all Divine Feminines?
Or the gorgeous and glorious Poetry-breeding Virgins?
Oh, Don't give me your mischievous smile!
Don't give me that Killer-Look!
Should I just stop everything, only to caress you,
Only to fondle with your limbs, only to write my Poetry-Book?
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