Let it pulse!
You need blood in your veins.
You want love in your brain.
You must have it in your chest.
Affected by imprudence,
You'd like to take rest
Of this beautiful madness
Which got you into this mess.
You want more.
You want less.
You don't know.
You don't care.
You feel it now.
Maybe it will pass.
You'll make a vow
So it will last.
YOU ARE READING
Cold days of a heart on fire
PoetryI should scream to the universe, But what is my voice after all? It is just one more between billions, And, with my death, it will not exist. So it is better for me to show what I need By writing my love, anger and dreams So I can make people see on...
