Addicted to Love
I'm addicted to love's sweet sickness,
I'm a slave, but I can sing in heavy chains,
I'll never ask for your forgiveness,
My tears adore September's rains.
I'm sick, but what is my disease?
Misunderstood and left alone,
An old piano, with no fingers on the keys,
My words, my tongue turned into a stone.
I am a songbird scared by the birds of prey,
I sing my song without a word,
Why do you go, why can't you stay?
Why is my silence never heard?
I promise my love now to you,
You know the song that's in my heart,
Above the clouds, the skies are blue,
Don't wrench our stars apart.
poem by Marius Alexandru (September 2020)
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