Slice of lemon

In the garden of life they grow up

Each one of them on his own fruit tree

Their fruits were of the same sort

But hers was feminine while his was masculine

They met one day in May and they felt that

They were soul mates

So he jumped from his tree to hers

He landed on her branch and felt free

He gave her his soul

And he gave her his all

But she was like sliced lemon

Coming down from heaven

So she gave him one of her slices of lemon

In exchange with his all

He appreciated his tiny slice

But she didn´t know that she killed him twice

And she left him with fear

He loved her so clear

But when he gave her his all

And she gave him a slice

And she said that´s all

He lost control

So she drove him crazy

And in deep in depression he fall

A depression as deep as his passion

So he told her many times about his struggle

But every time she said…

My slices belong to me

And I give them to all the Men that I adore

So after being feeling down and bad

He recognized that he was jailed and captured

and truly sad

So he decided to be free again

Before his madness ends in catastrophe

So he added self-mastery to his personal goals

He understood that being a slice is not like being whole

Because his addiction to the slice

Results depression and falling in a deep hole

He recognized that her slice of lemon

Was nothing but a two edged sword

He loves her that’s true

But loving her as a free man is thousands of time better

Than loving her as one of the many lickers or her sword

And when he told her that he still loves her she said

I don´t believe in words

All your words is nothing but bullshit

But she forgot that the bullshit she is talking about

Were the words of passion?

Not the words of bleeding sword

And she forgot that bullshit

Never killed anyone by sword