Your Beauty Has Put A A Spell On Me Poem by Cristobal Benjumea

I remain your devoted vassal

our empires might be of greater value than the garden of Gethssemane

But mostly we are bumble bees devoted only obeying loves commands

Starving children, huddled awaiting loves redemption amongst concrete squares

Communication lacking the power to communicate

Chaleges our most urgent principles and foudations

Our devotion no matter what

allways unity not separation, our everyday actions we help love have his way

The rosebush with all its thorns

Our voices uterin not yey or nay

to engulph the cloud

Logic sai one and one is two

Two

The individual is redeemed by society

No longer will he withhold passion

he will perform the rights without avarice

HE will change the swamp the rubbish the forest into the wind

The value of his empire will have its proper valu

Devotion to Andromeda will expose the relative value of all problems

There are many nymphs there are many satires

The embers of our entrails demand the most important only the truth can open the door

Logic contains a fields full of yellow flowers and all the universes vast rich tapestry of life

logic will put our love in proportion with the most beneficial and important justice

And will allow for feelings