What is your fault ?
Really, what makes it so cold or hot?
Why do you make hearts go unfold?
What are you? Where are you?
Love or Pretence, which one is a pretender?
Can you be more than a temporary shelter?
Can you not be an offender?
Lots have been passed through our lives.
We’ve taken on many cuts of your knives,
You rose fear and terror in our eyes,
But none of those could darken our lights.
What makes you so cold or hot?
What makes our hearts go unfold?
Of you since day one we’ve been told.
But none found the right word.
Is it Love or Pretence?
Which one is true?
Which one makes people say the words
“I love you”?
Where is your dwelling place?
I wish I can see your real face.
What are you? Where are you?
Reveal yourself so I can erase the wrong names,
So I can say “ I love you, yes!”
Love in black disguise
© Copyright: Ильяс Велиляев, 2017
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