Kawehi : Part Five

Kawehi : Part Five You’re taking me back, to back in the day. I love this Garbage music; you can still create a smile upon my face. Pour some misery down on me and I will find a way, To be happy when I am sad and I will be happy when it rains. I should be in the kitchen, but I cannot drag myself away. I should be doing other things, but they are not a priority. I should stop writing new parts, to my Kawehi poetry, But you inspire me to do more; you breathe life into me. I am an angel who will be destroyed and my world may disappear, But I was happy at least once; because I was able to hear. I have known of love and I have known of a love lost, So I am still depressed; But I could believe in a thing called love again, If I could find my own Radiohead. Is she pop? Is she rock? I think she is whatever she wants to be at that time. Am I really here, or am I gone? For this must be what Heaven sounds like, To this poet who cannot lie. Left high and dry by love, but I will find my way home; Love is where my heart belongs, so I must find my way. Make the sadness sound beautiful; I have a place I can go, To escape from the world and all it has to offer… Lost love is such a price to pay. She is the best that I have ever heard; The image of love I see in her. The wish I have is for my next woman to compare; But I have my doubts that anyone ever could, So I will remain unaware. I do not know my next love, but I know I love Kawehi; Music for my mind has been created in the 21st century. (C)2017 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.