If I write a poem
for you
You think
I'm Boheme
With you
You think I like you
Think I dike you
Maybe even
That I'm alike you
You think we're the same
You think we'll never blame
each-other
Another empathy
of your delusional
mind
Or do you prefer sympathy?
Fantastical creation
Desirable change
hour to hour
day by day
minute by minute
Jumping back and forth
Going with you south
and north
east
and west
Completest Conquest
You're my
houseguest
Again and again
Grounded
upon your spirit
Founded
brick by brick
until the end of your life
and then collapse
Prolapse
On to desirable level
You're a pebble
A jewel
made smooth and round
by the action of water and sand
you're under my command
in my dream
Fantasyland
In my reality
you defy
gravity
Corrosion of Conformity
In some ways you are right
we do fight
the same fight
we do have the same goal
Once we were coal
Now we're diamonds
Sugarbombs
Vagabonds
of life
money
the best you can buy
With me you will fly
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem