her name of
alluring soul, the mystery by the
night and its innocence
nevertheless
a love that has been found
here close to me

Did i got squashed?
A dog is on the rush,
Right behind me,
Quick glance
To another man
A painting and a brush,
Needed to get washed.
But please, hush.
Then a little shun, a **** whooshes,
Woke me up from my dream.
Monster crashes,
To my face,
The morning gleam.

please, be concerned
to someone,
somewhere
who has has been more ill-fated
but no one took notice.

where is he?
at this moment
he has died.

where do we lie here
to mild whispers
and caprice?
muted lines
drawing blur
to what I thought
I already saw
you are no longer here
I already knew.

I do not love you,
not just yet.

Because I still dream of waking up
looking at your eyes
Gazing upon a beauty you chose
to hide but let me see
And I want to hold your hands
once in a while
Taking notice to black tainted nails
and to the light touch of your palm
I still want to hug you
when your heart is happy
Fondling your hair as I am close
with a blue rose as a promise

I do not love you,
not just yet.

But let me do soon.

and it feels like
i have lost my way
from midnight blues
til morning hue
when I am missing
my only moon