I'm afraid of myself
scared of my depth
afraid for the extent that I could go
Sometimes to show
Most times to prove
like it was an Einstein's theory
my madman's theory of love

Of course
silly though it sounds
these things go around
in my head
blurring my vision till all I see is red.
Red.
Red, not as in stopsigns or roses
but more like Danger:You're overloading.

Overblowing. Overblowing those emotions
overflowing like the oceans.
Oceans set loose from the earth's grip
Now, take it easy kid
take a minute to think
ditch that breezy feel
if it ain't worth the squezze
then don't thirst for the juice

Thirst for the Juice.
I thirst for the juice of your succulence
a breath of your fragnant scent
a smile of your graceful face
Amazing Grace.

really Amazing Grace

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good one