I was looking forward
to today.

Because yesterday
had promised that
today was going
to be better...

And easier.




Yesterday is a ******* liar.

.

Today, there're just no words to express
what's going on inside of me
and there's just no place to address
where is going on the end of me
because of you, my beloved
I still believe you'll turn me back
Because I'm melted to you
I loved you
I still love you
and I'll love you.

Today, there's just no sounds to explain
what's going on in my heart
and there's just no pen to write down
what's going on in my life
because of you, my beloved
I still believe you'll turn me back
Because I'm melted to you
I loved you
I still love you
and I'll love you.

Today, there's just no colors to draw
what's going on within me
and there're just no tears to cry
what's going on in my eyes
because of you, my sweetie
I still believe you'll turn me back
Because I'm melted to you
I loved you
I still love you
and I'll love you.

She was the art of beauty
perfected in human form  
and I was a helpless wanderer
lost in the pages of her fairy and magic
and her name was the birth of poetry
and her kiss taught flame and fire
how to dance
and her smile was the moon
and the sun and the everything
and the heart of love
beat in her chest
she plucked a black feather
from the night
and taught the raven how to fly
and the humming bird how to sing
she planted the first tree
from the last tear of spring
and carved the first leaf
from autumns skull
while telling stories to dragons and their young
and gave them a butterfly
with a map hidden in its wings
should they ever need to escape
to the safety of dreams
where she would be waiting
to teach starfish to fly
and planets to swim
and sculpting hearts
of wonder and clay
for whomever may need
something new
for something broken
and it would all be a dream
of a dream
and in the end
it would still be a love
of a love
as we all get lost
in the art of her beauty
perfected in human form

Will the 'Ghost of Melancholia' continue to ploy
and annoy , will my dossier lie unopened like
a windless sail upon a lifeless ocean* ..