What Love Made Me Do, As Is Said Poem by Cristobal Benjumea

Oh you giant love that engulphs me

Makes me seek his whim
TO BE OR NOT TO BE IS LOVE DOMINATED BETTER BECAUSE I HAVE TO REIGN OVER

a strange aparelL

BUT is love only 30 percent of the masterpiece,

WE COULD CONCENTATE ON THIS BUSH AREA

AND LOVE IS JUST A LAUGHING ECHO

AN ANGEL LOST IN THE NIGHT

one that posesses, notlike the silver running brook that pasSes away

leaving A GLIMPSE OF TIME AND A FOREST TO FORMULATE THE GENIAL INPIRATION LIKE DEW IN HER GARDEN, LIKE A FOUNTAIN

GLIMPSES OF VENUS, AD WHAT DOES DESTINY THINK

WHEN IS IT 50 PERCENT MED 50 PERCENT EVERYTHING ELSE

ADECUATE EGOS WITHOUGHT UNNMANEGEABLE OPULENCE SUBLIMITY

PRESS ON CHOOSE THE 70 PERCENT

SOULTH AMERIGA, THE RUNNING AMAZOM, THE ONE THE ONE THAT PUTS LIFE INTO YOUR MOUTH

I FEEL LIKE LIVING FOREVER

WITH A MEDAL YOU GAVE ME BEFORE I LEFT

YES YOU LIKE THE CITY OF LIGHTS


AND PLACES LIKE ISTANBUL, WHERE YOU CAN SENSE AFFECTION, AND SICES AND SMILLING FACES, WHERE YOU BECOME HUMAN

I ENJOUYED HER FACE GAVE ME HOPE


FOREVER I EXCLAIMED IN THE CHURCH NEXT TO THE TAVERN

I GO FROM PINK CLOUD TO PINK CLOUD, AND WE KISSED