There´s a man in my life
who with one glance
becomes commander of my will
and master of my thoughts.
My heart yearns his care,
my curves crave his hands.

However an endless void
rips trough my dream:

He doesn’t love me.

I go to him whenever he calls;
no matter the time, even when night falls.
After untangling sheets, we embrace into each other
staring into each other's eyes
until we drift into our own minds.

But he doesn't want me.

We wake up next to each other.
His smile is my warm morning sun
Yet when I manage to break his spell
and make my mind my own again
he can't wait to try to lure me back in.

Yet he says wants to be alone.

He calls and worries,
making sure I'm shielded from harm.
He couldn't stand if fatality struck,
and can't wait for me to be back
in the safety of his blessed arms;

But he wants to not care.

His eyes are yelling with his stare
that his soul is in line with mine,
that his thoughts belong to me.
When he holds me, he doesn’t let go.
With every kiss, we are nowhere and everywhere.
I am his and he is mine.

However, an endless void
rips trough my dream:

He doesn’t know he loves me.

And stopped we did,
In the middle of the road.
We came from nowhere,
yet had anywhere to go

And out we went,
to feel the rain,
With brilliant lights
Caressing our skin

And coop it we tried
But found no water
Instead heavenly orbs
Thronged with desire

And him I watched
Until he found my gaze
Along with it I realized
I didn’t care I was lost.

There is no greater disappointment
Than looking up high
And finding no Moon
Lighting up the night sky.

I looked into your eyes many times before
Finding love, comfort, hate, passion,
But not this desolate goodbye,
Until there was no moon in the sky.

This emptiness spread into my heart,
Now hollow and inconsolably dark.
The only white pearl that can make it restart
Didn’t think twice to turn off or depart.

Yet hope is still here,
Shining as lonely stars;
For the moon to reappear
And heal all deep blue scars.

*By Elle Bogue