Zywa Love arrows

Any way the wind blows
that's where people fall in love
until the poison stops working
your loved one pulls out
the arrow and makes you cry

No more sweet words
only the popular songs
about your own pitifulness
the widespread disbelief
in real real love

and the general envy
of cheap sensations, as if
people wish for nothing else
and have nothing more
to offer than that

Beware, wherever you are
there is always a fountain of love
nearby, where the world stands still
from timeless happiness
sealed with a coin

Poem 4243
Amsterdam, 2021-12-21

Cruising with Ruben & the Jets (The Mothers of Invention)
Album "Cruising with Ruben & the Jets"
Collection: Local contractions 
Keyword: Love: romance 
Tribute to: Zappa, Frank 
Tribute to: The Mothers of Invention 
Composer: Zappa, Frank 
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