Lyric Poetry: One Guitar, One Voice
I’m a madman, mesmerized.
By the love she holds for me, just now, I learn to see.
I’m a madman in the sublime.
Darling, truth be told, my heart is never bold enough.
I’m a madman, terrified.
By the beauty that life holds, I pray you won’t let go of me.
Thoughts be sublimed by the spirit of the night.
Our bodies in a dance, not you, not two, there’s one of me.
My potency of prose is your love for me.
I’m a madman, crucified.
A minute drop of blood; wipe away the stain.
I’m a madman, hypnotized.
She paints me on her sky; why would I refrain from life?
Thoughts be sublimed by the spirit of the night.
Our bodies in one dance, not you, not two, there’s one of me.
My potency of prose is your love for me.
I’m a madman in love, mmh, madly.