Reciclando

To Oeflia

To Ofelia

I need an angry fix, I need it now
to mend my life and gyre,
to love you but not to leave you.
You are so fine and charming,
I can't wait to meet Eros
between your soft-delicate arms.

What time is it? I don’t know, I don’t care.

Beautiful children playing at you,

Unfinished will surrended to your words

Oh! Mighty Lord, please hear me,

And give me more concentration.

To Ofelia these words, for her a new love;

For me fun, fun for me, highly remarked,

Locked by talking trees, unsteady floor,

A few rum shots, sweet drinking

For the laments of any poor devil.

From ancient times & far places you come

Without damage but sweet dreams,

Green, red, and brown into my blood

You walk enlarging my senses,

Expanding the universe, altering the time.

Is this a new love? Could it be, think

Of the past, analyze it to get more

From what you had, you have more.

Please her, love her, enjoy with her,

Share with her, laugh with her...