CREATIVITY IS MAD
It likes walking thin line and looks destruction straight into eyes...
Creativity likes playing a ball
One minute is here, the next one- it's gone.
Creativity likes watery faith, watery eyes and watery vague.
Creativity nurtures pain very well
And gives you a sweetie of Love, if you refusing to play.
Then the ball is again on a pitch.
And you beg for a game.
The more intense, the bigger, the longer- the better.
You lift your socks, cross yourself, deeply inhale and play play play
Creativity makes you lose your breath and a sense of reality all the way
Then you drop down barely alive on the ground and an orgasm obtain...
Creativity has good manners in place- it leaves you alone in heavenly senses to drench
It smiles from the corner and shows you thumbs up-
'Good girl, sugar, well played!'
(... when you don't know what on Earth is going on!)