let it kill you

Max Ernst

through every night
it kills me
your endless trace
which I follow
from body to body
in this maze

to seek harmony
in your power of individuality,
 flavor and sensuality

in another
midnight ride
i'm looking for her again
looking for her tonight

sipping
all the nectar
to burn memories
in a new distress
all life on the edge
but never look down
never look down
or cease to find love
a cure too pure
too vain
in this gain