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she must be the wish eater
i've heard so much about

she listens as you speak
patiently
then cracks a gentle smile
and seals your voice with a kiss

all your dreams slither down her throat
and her lips taste as the richest wine
you ever touched
you could ever imagine

she is the wish eater
all grace
sharp eyes
smooth movements

'oh lady, please, I want the sun
it's warm and bright
and it calls to me'
i hear a little boy whisper to her

and so again she smiles
and leans to him
and plants a kiss on his forehead
'oh little icarus it will be yours'

the boy flies out all joy
and blooming youth

she is the wish eater
her dress the crimson red
as is her lips
as is her touch
when she approaches me

'so tell me what's the wish
you want to never wish for'

her voice sounds like
the song of ancient ages
all soft and cruel if you dig

i dream of many things
too many if you'd ask me
of whispers in between the sheets
of saddest smiles at night
of birds that sing at spring
of stars that shine so bright

the sun was one of them
the boy was one of them
she's one of them
i dreamed it
whole

as i am
the wish giver

'sometimes I wish to never wish at all'
tumbling down
into the darkness we fall

shall we open our eyes
for its jaws
to consume us

or has this void
as black as our hearts

already gotten
to
our souls too


lighting like
the thought strikes me

you are not gone
till you can wonder
about your further fall
sweetheart, sweetheart
here we come
from the hill nearby the river
we will take your first-born son
we will take and will deliver

sweetheart, sweetheart
close your eyes
he'll be taken to a palace
where nothing ends or dies
shines aurora borealis

sweetheart, sweetheart
here we are
singing songs of constellations
he will be our shining star
our blessing or damnation
he traded words for guns
and fell silent
now
armed and alarmed he goes

be aware
be afraid
hide

he comes without a battle cry
no kisses of mine are deep enough
no touches of mine are soft enough
no words of mine are sweet enough

as i am not him

not what you
wanted

needed

wished for

/

maybe

almost

but

not *enough
do not love me
i will only disappoint you

do not love me
i will only bring you suffer and sadness

do not love me
i will shatter all your hopes and dreams

please, do not love me

because i need it so much
for someone to hold me tonight
how would you address
me?
if i wear this tight black dress
as dark as the nights
i might
spend with you
and might not

would you pay for me
at the restaurant?
thinking that you have already
won my sympathy
by this act of courting
tradition
hoping that i'll kiss you
on the first date
in addition

or will you blame me for my
female magic spells
because this is what tells
you
that i am just another
pragmatic *****
in a dress that made
your breath
hitch

tricked you into this act
like it's not
a well-known fact
that i went out with you
just because you
wouldn't
leave me alone
and i couldn't
defend my own
without my make up
nice smiles and black dress on

so how will you address me
after that?
it's an old piece. well, not really, from last year, but i never posted it
so here it goes
oh honey please
tie my hands with the reddest silk
you can find

let it bleed
as i am unable to

darling please
don't stay with me here
in the darkest of nights

just let me breath
for a while

dear don't
don't you ever think
of saying those words

i'm afraid my heart will stop

as soon as they'll escape your mouth
as soon as the silk will loosen
as soon as the night will end

as soon as i fall in this love
as you did
am i still holy?
am i still wholly yours?

i walked among your men
carried your weapons
your truths
your beliefs

the ground under my feet
is burnt ash now

am i still holy
as i am now
soaked in blood
of your
my
our
enemies

am i still yours
if the body
i have embodied
for so long
doesn't feel right

doesn't feel
at all

'there's a betrayer'
i hear them whisper it
eyes lurking
fists clenching

they are hungry beasts
restless
on the endless run

they circle me

my eyes are the betrayer
their are the judge
guilty or not

the decision
will be made
as it has been
many times before me
before you
before us

my breath is steady
as i know now

i am as unholy
as i am not yours
> do not step in the fairy rings
> the neatly circle like mushrooms will call you to
> the fairy folk will dance you away laughing
> take you where one century passes in a minute

> don't do it
> stay away from the too bright meadows
> in the too silent forests

he steps in each and every circle he can find

he steps in them and closes his eyes

when nothing happens he steps out
and sighs

ah
*still the last one of my kind
one day i will disappear
without a name
without a history

i won't leave any trails
for you to find me

because the truth is
i died a long time ago

— The End —