i was mad…
crazed by the sight of you…
drunk with desire…
mad…

wondered how i made it out alive…
this voice…your voice…driving me…
telling my soul…you are wanted…
hope can kill a man…

and all this time wasted…
flowers and poetry…
no guts nor goo holding us together…
is this what love is…

the wine was sweet…
i drank from it’s cup…
this cup…your cup…
of madness…intoxicating…i am the fool…

i was mad…
crazed by the sight of you…
drunk with desire…
mad…


Leave a comment