This poem is not about me ;)
Everyday I worry I dread this coming month, September The milestone of our life The day our fate will be known
No direction No certainty Only questions I Wonder what will come next My thoughts are fidgeting all arou…
Light is her name She is precious like gold Luckier than Fortuna, Always outruning fate Flames blaze from her eyes
When I look at his eyes I get a glimpse of his soul Bright, Only a gleam of sun makes them spa… Of a beautiful green,
Today I feel like i am falling of… only to meet the hard, cold floor of my bathroom I cry for help I scream silently
Nothing particular to this shirt, Juste an old piece of fabric One might say But to me it’s a rare and precious item
A witch he thinks I am That a spell I’ve cast on him Through the delicous taste Of what I baked,
Of a Sunny yellow She wears a legendary name Growing at the place Narcisse had drowned From the own contemplation
Dew is covering my garden, As an invitation to open my eyes Virtuous nature that thinks of me Irresistibly I am drove to you, Devoted and delighted
Memories are gone I thought I’d feel relieved But there is a void in my heart A weight in my chest I thought forgetting you would hea…
The water Falls in a mellow harmony Helping me to clear my mind And direct the current of my thoug… I close my Eyes
There is a used, Withered coat Hanging in that wardrobe Holes Run through it
What a beautiful rose in my garden I look at her And I remember Only her Can keep my secrets forever
How many times Can I take no for an answer? Knowing you want me But are too afraid to love Disapointment
Words are slipping away From my lips Flooded with emotion I am As the mirage finally came to life