Decadent shadows between her steps I am the winter she hates I am the bug she loathes Her nightmare that floats. Just a second ago we kissed goodbye Or cried goodbye, said goodbye - however you want to believe it - or whispered goodbye. Her eyes were cold, cold as sea Deep as the moon and the ice That’s what her eyes were, ice Out of me and her I’m less wise. Sometimes I told her about love between Romeo and Juliet between the thirsty earth and the raindrops between me and her. Yes, I told her I loved her and back then it was real She saw it through my eyes and tasted it from my lips But know I know that nothing is eternal Not words, not life - not to mention feelings. Either of us didn’t want to believe it, not to know it and notice But now I remember it shined through everything And there was nothing to do but deny. We knew that our love and caring had started to fade Like the orchids I once gave to her to prove my feelings It was a rainy day and I took them from a backyard A strange, dark backyard of a strange, dark house. We drifted through a blizzard, through a storm And there we were, on a trap We fell into the dragon’s mouth And still there was nothing to do. So now she’s going somewhere with a train I don’t know where I guess she’s going to a town Strange and dark. I wish she can go on in the blizzard all alone.Birth sign: Not entered
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