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.

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

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.

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.

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

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.