Your eyes have struck me with violence:Now their music disturbs my silenceYOUCome alive when Love I had forgottenLike a poisonous rose I thought rottenOr a beat of the heart presumed brokenNo more’Cause your smile is like a dead endThis One white perfect verseWhich kills all living poetsTo Hell their fancy sonnets!For when your gaze is goneLet’t be no poetry beyond.
On a summer starrySome cute game I learntFunny it seemed at firstThen turned out scarryPlayed it by the bookPlayed it fair and square (With a childish smileand the purest hope;With a open heart and my eyes well closed)It goes quite like this:Romeo, Oh Romeo!Let’s start this rodeoOn the count of threeBullets: two... five, six!Cupid, dear, stupidLeave one dart for me’Cause I’ve had enoughOf Fate’s wicked turns:For true Love’s beautyI shall fire that gun!Put it on my headAgainst all scienceAnd prayed for silence...Then pushed my Luck:My sighs tightened,My fingers trembled...But a thunderstruck!!Yet she gaily said”Please go on, Monsieur”Turned and waved “Adieu”Left me with my Death.
I am well dead well:Thought of an angelBut she wore red.Pale skin, brown eyesThey cut through my soulLike cigarettesBurn paper holes.Red lips Red gownA slim silhouetteHow sweet your crownRussian LoveRoulette.
'how sweet your crown, Russian Love. Roulette'.
In state of solitudeWhen darkness absoluteA Heart is drowning inThrobbing torture leakingThe purest form of redAnd heaven is pouring hellwhen Love’s not visiting.Still I love(d) you now- Despite the stars above- Like no one has ever lovedLike everyone has once loved.Now I live with all the painBut I have not lived in vain:On the floor there’s a mess And a Life no more.