Poezja

To forever thrive
You need contributions 
From the involved institutions
So love, please do be gradual 
Delay your ecstasy
For we are good with dedications 
But poor with predictions
Hence can’t tell what happens, 
When the music stops
And she goes silent 
Dragging our heart to hell
Either self-destruction 
Or distrust for her kind 
So love, please do be gradual 
Gently grow but don’t be casual
To deny us your splendors