@Sizan200 18 September 2020 more from that month

Love in soul

I LOVE YOU NOT I love you not... Obviously! Certainly! I love you a lot. Perchance I'm pretending. Perchance I'm drunk. But there's something Bad am feeling. That oft tenses me I know not why? Days pass doing nothing But playing guitar Reposing lonely To shady sacred figs... When winds of autumn blow. When goblets of wine overflow. When early stars of sunset shine. My poetic soul feels demons; The demons, that bring me dangers. Nowadays see I strangers In my friends and wellwishers. Just these things tense me. And nothing else happens. And nothing else happens.