Friday, November 2, 2018

Shall we dance?

Love is life
And it goes on
Like the sharpest knife
Life has never been soft
It has sliced through every fabric
Every texture offered
Never lasts
This hopeless oblivion
Shall we dance
There is no circumstance
In which we might survive
Full of gifts and flattery
Thank you for the chance
To love you
I've loved you savagely
And now with nothing left
I still hold out my hand
Take it
Shall we dance
Shall we?