Lets Move To The Good Part Poem by Cristobal Benjumea

Im dizzy like a drunken sailor

I still have feelings for you, the viola

i want it to be all red flowers, not that i dont like other coloured flowers, but red denotes urgency

I hear the echos

or maybe worse indiferent

the signs of love

Your here, there in limbo

I seek that first love in the lips of others

I concentrate, walk through th valley, the rivulet runs outside my cave

You cooly rejected me, in such a cruel way

broken hearted i shipwreked, you laughed at me i felt like a fool

I walk through the forest in moonlight

im off to greener pastures

just another number on a casualty list

Lost amongst the starrs

No more heros seen

All lost in the flowery field