First Law


Spring is blossoming the naked buds of hope on the trees,
the colorful flowers appear
and the temptation will be self-declared "The King."

It will enact some laws disgraced with the original sin.
(Didn't Eve and Adam sin because of lust of nudity
in the Garden of Eden?)

Mortals will be given in
and turn themselves into prey
in the vigorous run of metamorphose.

Even the stunned skeptics will embrace the first law of existence,
by the bizarre platonic loves
the fruits are formed.

Even so, love is love.

Only you, my love,
are not going to be part of this delirious wonder
filled with adrenaline

in between these unfaithful idylls of feelings
bowing in front of destiny.

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