SMALL TALK AT BUKOWSKA AND LIBELTA: A poet in Poznan. - Poetry Chapbook, 2012.

“Krabo” They say moon is the same for everyone Streets are hostile or friendly Nothing depends on your luck You exist cause you’re taught to...

Thursday, July 14, 2011

"Magic Living with Your Child"

Your love is like a honey tree
I keep on shaking, it comes back to me
Nothing hurts my heart at all
When I’m drinking on your sweet parole

Magic living with your child
Driving everybody wild
All I need’s just one more kiss
Till I know just what I missed

Charlie man has gone down low
Where clean-cut boys don’t dare to go
Blowing trumpets on white streets
Where the black-end corners meet

Magic living with your child
Driving everybody wild
All I need’s just one more word
Till my viewpoint’s clean and bold

Boredom weeps with saddened eyes
Tries to take you by surprise
I’ll keep shaking down your tree
You’ll keep coming down on me

Magic living with your child
In the eyes that make me smile
All I need’s just one more squeeze
Tired of living on my knees

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