Joy Of Love....
I don't want be wise
To calculate pleasure
I want to become
The fool to feel
The love in my heart.
Giving up all my wisdom
I want to become dust
To dedicate myself
To this beautiful love.
No compassion
No regret
Only a devotion
More is always less.
Selfless existence
And empty brain
Filling with love
And I am dancing in joy
Like a fool of this world....
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©Poet Lovesmith 28 February 2015.