Saima Shah August 28, 1997
Tags: Love
Part I
I do it again.
I open my heart to you.
I tell you kill me if you want to
or walk over my soul
or if that is not so much fun
why don't you misunderstand me too.
You think I am yours to do with as you like
Kill me kiss me I will wait for it.
You don't
know my soul will never be yours.
You think that you have seen everything I have to give.
You don't even know that I will only be as you make me
You are the sculpturer who gives a face to my being
You don't even know the other faces I have within me
I can be anything at all or nothing whatsoever. . .
Yes I love you.
What a small word it is for this universe within me.
Sometimes glimpsed in my eyes
Sometimes felt in my aura
Sometimes never known at all.
I can never get over you.
Can a mother get over her child?
Can a child ever forget his mother?
Yes! you have given me life.
You are my god.
But even God doesn't know
what I will be . . .
Part II
I have to go away.
I have to grow away.
I have to find the other faces in my soul . . . .
They have to be there.
You cannot be the only woman in my life.
But sometimes I wish it so.
Sometimes every woman is you.
Sometimes I want to die.
For I feel there can be nothing except you.
You are after all my god.
Can I ever find the other faces in me?
I have to; to live.
I do it again.
I open my heart to you.
I tell you kill me if you want to
or walk over my soul
or if that is not so much fun
why don't you misunderstand me too.
You think I am yours to do with as you like
Kill me kiss me I will wait for it.
You don't
You think that you have seen everything I have to give.
You don't even know that I will only be as you make me
You are the sculpturer who gives a face to my being
You don't even know the other faces I have within me
I can be anything at all or nothing whatsoever. . .
Yes I love you.
What a small word it is for this universe within me.
Sometimes glimpsed in my eyes
Sometimes felt in my aura
Sometimes never known at all.
I can never get over you.
Can a mother get over her child?
Can a child ever forget his mother?
Yes! you have given me life.
You are my god.
But even God doesn't know
what I will be . . .
Part II
I have to go away.
I have to grow away.
I have to find the other faces in my soul . . . .
They have to be there.
You cannot be the only woman in my life.
But sometimes I wish it so.
Sometimes every woman is you.
Sometimes I want to die.
For I feel there can be nothing except you.
You are after all my god.
Can I ever find the other faces in me?
I have to; to live.
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