my tranquility

 

 fools folds his hands and ruins himself

my tranquility is better than the toil of my enemy

a miserable business of my soul won't let my mind reset

how can i keep myself warm?

how can i advise this foolish king who is now old?

i want to be foolish for a moment without my wisdom guiding me

let my words be few when i'm with her for i don't know what she's thinking

i know with her i'm calm though some question makes me nervous

yes sometimes i'm paranoid

 all this dreaming are sometimes wearisome

   love

Jane Influence