i'll dance the sisal two step, or the hemp fandango
for you me and death will dance the tango
its not whether you are the killer or witness
not whether you are the pauper or princess
its not about whether you have the lines
that twist and turn and ryhme
or flow
like sunshine and gold
its not because you make me feel young,
when i am feeling old
its not who you are or what your saying
neither your virtues, or the demons your slaying
its because you are you im afraid
and its because im a sucker for a pretty face
and now for the purpose of ryhme this line is delayed
its because you elevate me above the rat race
you make me better than i am, or more than i thought
and that doesnt change, no matter that we've fought
so i guess im saying its funny my little dove
feeling this crazy little thing called love.
Ah, love! This poem....
Ah, love! This poem.... describes exactly how I am feeling about some things right now, lol... Happy to know you've experienced this roller coaster of emotions that draws a thin line between the in love and the insane, haha! Inspiration begets inspiration :)
A wonderful piece!
Shye
“ Let the beauty of what you love be what you do."
~ Rumi