Let's Call It Love

Give me your caress and pain You haven’t for me something more I surrender to you again Without will, I don’t know, what for! Sing for me, be obtrusive, quiet, For my sadness that will arise For oblivion for its great might And you wait I forgive you. Nice. Draw my portraits on pale walls Write the poems for sake of mine Pacify cry of our souls In your webs. We have no much time. Give me pain, our sweetest pain, Our foolishness is so tough I will burn wings of mine again Let us call this illusion – “Love”.