If the white is not affection
If the white is not affection (23-02-2019)
There are ominous signs, hidden in the unexplainable differences of common things. (pause with commas and check also out my music and book)
I, do not, believe in witchcraft
Like discernment and insight
I’m avoiding contradictions
And believe in godly light
Would not say, that I am scary
Inner shaking through the night
I’m afraid, of darkly fairy
Playing tough with black and white
The impossible and gloomy
Things do happen on the way
When the white is over bloomy
And the black’s pretending gray
I am shaking at reflection
Being lost on endless day
If the white is not affection
And the black is not astray