Incest. Aniother Love One Hundred Twenty Three.

Incest.

Another Love One Hundred Twenty Three.

Life’s bedside story to lullaby the Capricorn. “I won’t waste your time on giving you a recital “a recital of a heartbroken harp”. I won’t write love confessions to glorious Lord Byron who gave us spiritual lust. Despite believing in rebels I don’t trust classic romance”. “Timeless romance and love drama Romeo and Juliet”. “Romeo’s make-belief. Romeo’s personal drama. She existed in Romeo’s head.  She was a collective image of all the girls he had met.Juliet didn’t know true passion. Lost in despair and madness because of his fruitless quest he drunk redeeming poison. Undertaker Shakespeare took over the rest”.

“His father wasn’t a confectioner at all,

Despite his face was sweet and shy,

Green was the god of colors in the valley,

Your minty cinnamon descends into the hell,

All waters are in black and white,

All kittens have the color of a yard,

Blue devils are not even near,

He was a creature of an inner monologue,

Surrounded by his teenager fears,

I couldn’t care less,

Whether it was a comedy of manners or intrigue,

I lived transforming day into romance,

When butterflies flapped their wings,

Causing typhoons and hurricanes,

Right in the jungles of tequila,

I don’t remember what it felt,

It’s strange,

Sometimes I run into the pieces,

I say myself,

I do remember a few tastes and smells,

My fragments,

They’re survived,

They are cutouts of my illness,

It was the most tasteless joke,

That I had ever heard,

It was the most heartless story,

That I had ever told,

The North looked like the South,

I learnt to walk on hands,

I wasn’t keen on strolling,

Everyone has his place,

Know your place,

It is important,

According to your height,

No lower, no higher,

We don’t choose a piece of cloth to wear,

Because we like it,

Not,

We choose it for wardrobe,

That suits a forthcoming event,

If we do not,

The king is naked,

We are ridiculous and nude,

I didn’t roam much the valley”,

“You hate to be commented on”,

“I hate creating haters,

Hate, jealousy and envy,

It is waste matter of love zone”,

“Haters are blessed by God and me,

The only thing we did achieve,

A flat-out concordance,

A hater is an engine, wheels and steam,

They should be credited,

For evolution of illusions,

They help beautiful things to come,

They help mad wishes to come true”,

“I thank them from the bottom of my love,

You are my wish for beauty,

My heart belongs to you”.