In madness of love.

In madness of love.

 

In madness of love

Twisted minds yawn

More for the need

Than want of it

As their bodies twist

In ecstasy

Not as much for the necessity

But for the want of it

And

When we achieve

A stage of salvation

Upon human life’s soul

Stress we lay

And

Then get twisted

Not for the want of it

But only as we need

We love to stand

Like an outstanding breed

No not for the want of it

But need.

Twisted minds

Are we

Are we

Are we