Wednesday, 15 June 2016

Cure me

Cure me, my dose of honesty!
Like the compensation of a soberly mistake
Be there for my soul's sake.

Flight of imagination and talk of care
Might lead us, but don't know where...
Let's switch places to see the difference
And then we find, there's none there....

Cure me, my piece of art!
Like resuscitation to the dying heart
Be there till heavens do us apart.

When pen goes dying of thirst
I'll ink my mind of you first
Then rivers of magic shall flow
And the piece of paper will glow

Cure me, my food for thought!
There's no better fuel than you
Be there if miracles are true.

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