Insane now, but now…
By:  Matt Ferraro

Insane now, but now…
Without my pain.
Love I think has struck again.
To cause this; my pen
To jump again into action.
I scribble my thoughts;
The profile of love.
Crazy for my crazy lady
Greedy for the affection she keeps
So high on it I fly.
Flying like a dove.
So far above…
From the pain of loneliness.
Still down we spiral!
Wanting nothing; nothing but love.
Love the rose of the garden of life
Toil and toil I do to keep this flower.
Using all I possess of my power

To raise this rose to the sun.