The Circle of Love
When you are ready to quit
Searching for the one
Your clothes don’t fit
Your hopes are done
Along comes Love.
Surprisingly right
Everything seems
Since day and night
Your pockets Love fills
With magic beans.
But then you break up
Like the end of a game
Your love-time is up
You think it’s a shame
Your life is crap and you start
All over again.
Evolution
The world is changing constantly
For better or for worse,
Don’t ask me
I am no good judge.
All I feel is a sliding ground
I can hardly stand still
To take a breath.
I am suffocating in this tube
As rapidly as I am moving
Along or against my fatal future.
Now that we have met
This tiny moment of collision
I am dying to ask you
“Where do you stand?”
Perhaps we could stand it all together
Or just move on.
