SWEET were the joys that both might like and last;
Strange were the state exempt from all distress;
Happy the life that no mishap should taste;
Blessed the chance might never change success.
Were such a life to lead or state to prove,
Who would not wish that such a life were love?
But oh! the soury sauce of sweet unsure,
When pleasures flit, and fly with waste of wind.
The trustless trains that hoping hearts allure,
......
I dig my nails
into your back
that your skin bleeds,
I hear your soul whimpering,
I hear it sobbing
but it seeks to muffle its crying,
I hear your heart screaming,
the pain is the piercing
of a thousand knives,
......
down by the peach grove
lush fruit hangs ripe on the tree
fragrance of rose wafts
The delicious taste of love makes you feel miserable
The joy of love denies the existing reality
The delicious and savoury love adds thirst and the pleasure of tasting worldly flavours
The motivation of love is reaching out to dreams and unravelling hope and material desires
Suffering love draws sorrow meeting
Sad love blocks distance and time
The manipulation of love reflects daydreams and obscures togetherness
The hopelessness of love destroys the relationship and the longevity of a couple
with different desires
......
I frequent publicans and their beer houses
When summer deems it fit to kill
How else do I frighten time, fast or slow?
I have my way with vengeance upon the slowness of
Everything slow
The divagation of the seasons —especially when winter
Snowballs and buries all hate.
But that is another matter
For another tatter.
Now, it’s summer!
......
I frequent publicans and their beer houses
When summer deems it fit to kill
How else do I frighten time, fast or slow?
I have my way with vengeance upon the slowness of
Everything slow
The divagation of the seasons —especially when winter
Snowballs and buries all hate.
But that is another matter
For another tatter.
Now, it’s summer!
......
The delicious taste of love makes you feel miserable
The joy of love denies the existing reality
The delicious and savoury love adds thirst and the pleasure of tasting worldly flavours
The motivation of love is reaching out to dreams and unravelling hope and material desires
Suffering love draws sorrow meeting
Sad love blocks distance and time
The manipulation of love reflects daydreams and obscures togetherness
The hopelessness of love destroys the relationship and the longevity of a couple
with different desires
......
I dig my nails
into your back
that your skin bleeds,
I hear your soul whimpering,
I hear it sobbing
but it seeks to muffle its crying,
I hear your heart screaming,
the pain is the piercing
of a thousand knives,
......
One single breath
Whispers of pleasure
Hands gripping tighter
Clawing at something to squeeze
Tickling down my spine
A feeling
Unknown to me
Known to many other
......
down by the peach grove
lush fruit hangs ripe on the tree
fragrance of rose wafts