Love

In the heart of slavery

I stand in love,

For I am a slave for love;

Illumination rises

And I am reborn again

Though it is quite painful, this life

I will never take it for granted, again

And in this lifetime

The sun may shine again

The rosy chandeliers will fall

And the statues of Harlem

Will die peacefully,

Though I've never been to Harlem

I can feel its face

And I can breathe its words

In my heart,

Just like any other city

There is a smiling grace

Running behind daddy's blues

While daddy ties his shoes;

We love and we chase the brilliant evering

Two peas in a pod

Love grows deep

And here we are again

Trusting and discerning

Whether to go bad or not

The spies of ridicule in dismay

Force the regions to display

Our love for deep ruins

Our love for chaos

Let us pray that our hearts grow fair

And in dire ruins

Shall we make love in the fire?

Shall we not display this display?

For love is top-notch

In the center field...

Put me in coach

For I am ready to play

For love's atmosphere

Takes over all

What a splash to be made today

For I can die in this pool of love

Today

And all my wonders will suffer

Today

And all my hopes and dreams will wander

Today,

For love's sphere

Is enticing...

Oh what a brave new world

Today.