Charmed in the house of Love

Tonight I'm cryin'...
I feel like dyin'
and not about you and me...
just about the you, in me...
I'd said: "never again
will I sucumb to this sin!
None will ever enter,
again, my centre,
without my say so...
be maiden or ho!"
Nothing but a lie...
The blind sight of a thigh
once again takes me there...
where I can only stare
into her warm, kind void,
just like an android
which only purpose
is to care for the rose...
as if nothing else matters...
and all else, just shatters
below this monstruous wave...
as if trapped in the cave
of Plato and Socrates...
Where no one sees
past the wall of despair...
because it's not fair
to live a full life,
be the fight of love or knife,
without someone to share
it with... just not fair...
I'm not mad...
just a little sad
to see, that once again
I got caught in the jaws and finn
of the devouring shark...
no hasty knowing of the dark...
but always this grim feeling
of always soring... never healing...
Love is a bitch...
There's no escaping the witch...
it's mighty spell
as us all thinking we're well,
While we're just agonizing...
in pain thriving...
Eating ourselves up...
Drinking the same cup
to get that familiar sense
of, unexpected, charming suspense...
Where all is new,
to those lucky few
who can make it there...
Floating on air...
But it's always far
from you and your charm,
your heart or your arm...
I miss you already...
Never as steady
as when I'm by your side...
With nothing to hide,
no fears, cries or tears...
just true blind bliss,
not a single hiss
distracting my eyes
from your laughs and sighs...
Oh My... Oh My...
How I feel high
on your presence,
or even with the sense
that you're around...
I only listen to your sound...
And I'm tired of being this way...
always a love blind stray...