Love is strange
Love is strange
It has no boundaries
It has no limits
Your heart behaves differently
Your mind works differently
your emotions are dramatic
your body becomes erotic
the touch
the warmth
your senses at the peak
you are senseless as I peek
I wish I could stop
I wish I could draw a line
To tell my heart to stop
To tell my mind to stop
To contain my emotions from overdrive
To contain my body from overdrive
It doesn’t work that way
It doesn’t behave that way
My vices are at the peak
My senses are at the peak
I try very hard
to build my own cocoon
I try very hard
to stay within my cocoon
Hate when this starts
The beginning of an end
Love becomes hate
Hate becomes you
Self hate becomes the rule
Self pain becomes the rule
Yet, Love is strange
It has no boundaries
It has no limits
I will suffer silently
Within my coccon
Try to turn blind
Try to grow numb
Till it surfaces again
