The farthest star we could long for..
It is as you are from me, as far,
I will walk to you, if you ask, if you are bold.
It strikes our minds, our sights, in the core,
That flickering lamp we call a star.
It is no love, just a speck of sand..
The divine! The flaming! The sublime!
Why, such falsehood, empty, airy words
For the "unattainable" worn out by hand!
The "sacred"! That entails so many a crime!
La femme fatale we chase in herds!
If you knew what love is, you'd say
"What a waste! What a loss! What a fool I was!"
You weeped the pins and needles of your fiery belief
But now you will cry in woe "I was led astray!"
But no, you thought that doors of Love are to close..
You don't know yet the Love of Adam and Eve.
To love is not to run into a rosy wall,
Or to look.. And find.. And be satisfied.
To love is to take the hand of your beloved
And walk the godly path to nourish the soul..
To love, is the mystery of life de-mystified..
It is the beginning of our trip into the Desert.
Look through her eyes, look through his,
Love is never torture, love is a bliss.
And no matter how your paths tend to close,
Love is your key to open all doors...