Tuesday, 8 January 2013

Incest. Another Love One Hundred Twenty Four.


Incest.

 

Another Love One Hundred Twenty Four.

 

 

 

Life’s bedside story to lullaby the Capricorn. “Often you leave me speechless. You always add your twist. Propose a happy ending. Why don’t you want Juliet?””A godsend is only passion. Karma and love demand work. They take a concerted effort. They can be built brick by brick. Romeo could have been happy. Nobody would have been dead”. “Enlighten us, please. How?” “If only the lover had fallen in love with Lady Capulet”.”Passion is one kind of love. It’s short-lived, fragile and heady”. “Is the Fifteen about this kind? When Juliet faked her death, Romeo died for real”.

 

 

 

 

 

“I used to know where my place was,

Not higher than a suite,

Nine Plus One Muses,

Not lower than their underworld,

The valley shining in starlight,

Furthering, furring plots,

 Based on the idol’s need to love and to be loved,

The subjects catered for impossible love stories,

They looked at him,

They listened to his skaldic songs,

 The only tooth they had,

It ached,

Inflicting hypochondria,

Upsetting natural selection,

Enabling reproduction of all the pilot scripts like this,

“Later they met,

It was love at first sight,

It was one rainy night,

It looked like sunshine drowning in music,

Love buds began to grow,

Happiness didn’t last,

The could escape from UFOs,

They fooled the CIA not once,

After unspeakable adventures,

To their mutual surprise,

To their horror and despair,

They realized one night,

They couldn’t be together,

They fought against all gods,

They were two separated at birth siblings,

They shared the same blood”,

In practice everything was genius and simple,

Reckless and carefree,

We made a pact of secrecy and silence,

We said “Let do it. Let it be”,

“I need a doctor as I need a plumber,

I need a woman to feel mine,

Do you want me to be your lover?

I need to love and to be loved”

“Come in,

Be my love guest,

I have been waiting,

Be the untouchable affair of my heart,

I will be morbid fascination of your mind,

I will be joy of God,

You will be sorrow of Devil,

I cannot guarantee,

We won’t feel heartbroken in the end,

I promise you one thing,

Our whole bodies will smile,

They will enjoy,   

Don’t hurt me if you don’t want to hurt,

Come in, my lover,

Like you I need to love and to be loved”.

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