Onbekend
While her heart is cut with a razor blade
she bleeds and because of the loss of blood,
more blood is made by her body and soul
to love
and to love more
because her heart loves the one she loves
and there is no more to it
There is no great explanation
There is no plan
No great comfort
No practicality in anything
She loves
because she loves
There is no beginning
and no ending
to that A lover simply
loves and dies
and loves deeper