AMAR
TO LOVE

To love, to love
Allow the heart
To reason
To only, to only, to only, to live only
To be
Skin to the other
And have and have and have
Bitterness immeasurable without having
Anyone or anything to weave for
And be
Like a little wand
That, scratching the earth,
Scatters, scatters in the sky
Beatles by the bushel
Of paper dreams
Because in life love is bile
And honey

All up so high
All down so low
All so quiet
All up so high
All down so low
All...

(Inspired by the love of Dido for Eneas, after the War of Troy. Well, Simon Schama is skilled to make history; I just wrote a song. -Zé)