Fools Paradise
If love wasn’t just the way fools tend to mingle.
Tiny little fools colliding with each other ,
making sparkles out of just the touch of hands.
Evoking butterflies from thin air
and crumbling them inside a look.
Taking everything like a a precious game.
Stealing time ,
making it longer when it is less
or shorter when it is more
and stopping it by the means of a kiss.
Those crazy fools dancing around in circles
like mad people ,
just to remember a single trait,
a flinch of the eye,
the tone of the skin,
the smell of the hair
or the smile on the face.
They hide out of fear .
They are rude and mean
and disgusting when in fear.
They hurt their bodies
and curse the skies.
They scream and punch and scratch
until they vanish away for a long time.
They are crazy bastards afraid of the sun ,
afraid of the rain.
They are friends with the night
and they travel like shadows
guided by their moon friend ,
because she hears them ,
she comforts them ,and she,
does not judge them.
The moon ,if you must know,
is the best friend of the fools.
She loves the crazy just too much.
She misses them when they are happy
cause they stop visiting her that often
and when they do ,
they just not talk to her.
You see the fools ,
just give everything
when they have vanished their fear.
They play, they cherish and they love
just like no other.
Why in any other way
would they be called fools?
I can feel the fools
walking through my soul ,just now.
They are taking power over me
and I feel that I am succumbing.
They are telling me to speak slowly
and to try real hard to make myself understood.
Are they tricking me now, or is it real?
I have just been deprived from my heart
and I didn’t even know.
I am afraid I will say what you already know,
that you would find me just like everybody else ,
when I just want you to love me
with all your heart, just like I do now.
Who’s the fool now, them or me?
Am I the deluded one thinking
I should make you a star,
the biggest one of all inside my universe?
I think your light
has already shun
through my entire being
so bright it has blinded all possible reason.
But tell me please,
someone tell me.
You ,please tell me, I’m not dreaming .
You are standing there in front of me ,
wanting me as I do,
needing me as I do,
touching me as I do,
caressing me as I do
and blessing my heart like no one has ever had, right?
The fools have won ,
I am not myself anymore
but them and you and me and you.
I am happy and I feel like screaming of joy ,
yes. I ... I have started to lose
the feeling in my hands
they are numb right now,
but the feeling for you is so strong.
What have you done to me?
I’m like a child again
simply and plainly happy.
You sure are one of a kind ,
but what if I’m not?
What if I don’t deserve your smile everyday,
or the twinkle in your eyes,
or your warmth on my bed?
Oh! my fools you truly are mean to me ,
for how much more can a woman suffer from love
before knowing if she’s loved in return?
Oh! fools just leave my head alone
for a bit I need to stop thinking
in what’s and do’s and don’ts.
I am sure I’m making a fool out of myself,
and it’s all your fault you crazy ones.
My face looks stupid,
my cheeks are blushing.
You know my eyes have already learned the floor by heart by now!
I want to learn that face by heart,
with my eyes and my hands and my mouth.
Yes, I look stupid, did u see that laugh ?
And now something said...
Did you hear that voice?
So tender and sweet .
The fools are in control now
I do not know what I am doing
so I must be in heaven,
in the sweetest paradise known to me .
She just said something...
o they are answering back... I love you.
This poem is about:
Me