Death Ablaze

Love is death set ablaze.
The side effects are costly when it appears.
Death is the game love plays

The trouble with love is the maze
Its merciless and ruthless, unworthy of tears.
Love is death set ablaze

It will pull your heart into a craze
And that is when death is near
Death is the game love plays

The whole world seems to be in a haze
Because you ignore the warnings you hear
Love is death set ablaze

The damage love has done will never raise
If only you knew not to let love steer
Death is the game love plays

So when you realize the role love plays
You allow death to destroy all fear.
Love is death set ablaze
Death is the game love plays

Desire...

Desire.
Symptoms: racing heartbeat, sweaty palms, nervousness.
Nothing feels quite right.
All is black and time is of the essence.
The world around you seems to be in motion while you stand still. You become unconscious of the wild things racing around you, while your mind focuses in on this insane aqua chrome horizon far off in the distance.
You stand in a trance.
Some sort of voodoo like state. And then…
the dark lights approach,
The reality of the situation becomes intense.
Tense like silver ice unable to crack.
You need a reload…
Something that will lead to recovery.
You think…
maybe coolwater splashed upon the heated sweat on your face..
Or maybe….
Ambition.
It acts as diesel fuel to any type of drive.
This ambition is essential.
It’s the flash of fuchsia in the dark room.
It’s the silver lining.
It all it comes down to this one moment . This one shot.
So for now you can look ahead to the luminous moon or
you can leave it all behind with more then a kilo worth of regret.