Like the sun to the moon,
The water to the plants-
I need you in order to work.
If you ever leave me,
Nature stops working-
Until you come back again.
But love is not nature.
Love is weird and crazy,
And that's why I love you:
Because you don't go by the system.
The system goes by you.
So goodnight my queen,
I will see you soon...
YOU ARE READING
Ups and Downs, Lefts and Rights
PoetrySome of my old English, and maybe a touch of new. Meant for those who aren't afraid to walk again amongst their overgrown trails. Always a work in progress.
