Winter, Autumn, Summer, Spring by Cleo Patra - HTML preview

SPICY-SWEET DRAGON FOUNTAIN

For years I wore my doubt mask

I received criticism, lies and deceit under my Christmas tree

Scornful lust dressed me in a raven wedding dress

Couldn't escape the crocodile birds thorns in my eyes

I want to wear Freedom on my diamond finger

Disco tango with my own life

Sing in the ear of tomorrow

I want my life to be more than an alibi

I want to ride on my seahorse dream

Joy bundles must be sung through my minds eye

Strings of happiness will be my only over roof cover

Far too long was I covered with the worthless-stigma

Missionary men and women shot my soul with green-AK47s

They told me my disability was buried in the deepest canyon

Thorn branches scratched all the assertiveness out of my cd-brain

I couldn't even stand-alone in the valley of the stars

I received a burning candle of the statue of liberty

Started walking alone in the seconds of my life path

Drank water out of the spicy-sweet dragon-fountain 

Mozart gave me his hand in marriage

Symphony 29 ate Mozart's heart

I want to fly in Freedom's strong arms

Bathe in his infinite kisses

Carry his children; Love and Happiness

Be his bride for infinity times infinity times infinity