Destiny plays chess on roles,
Initially, you are a faithful vassal,
Then courten the queen in tango
And you owe it to Minotaur misel.
Subsequent appearances cheat,
You absolutely honestly thought you would resist,
To have a friendly relationship,
But by loving, you start to risk.
Visiting common properties,
In a tandem and a concubinage,
Those crazy kisses
Extreme destruction, and it gives you courage.
She is the voluptuousness of death,
For her sake, man and nature crown,
But you are right to love it only in the face of the night,
Geometric reality is far too long.
And when you finally enjoy a total perfection,
Being losers in body and soul,
Be faithful to a banal pretext
And love your love in your mind.
Why do not you think it's the same Dante?
How do you know that he would not conquer the world in your name?
It would save you from inferno and it would continue day after night,
Love and always wait for you.
It would make your children grow up under your surname,
You will or will not be close to them,
He would bake warm beans, daily looking behind him,
Maybe one day, and you'll be cutting your head over her shoulder.
