At the edge of Summer,
The wind was frigid the night we met.

It was never my intent to hurt myself,
falling that hard for you.

Your eyes set to ****,
a smile so irresistible.

Why did you cast your charm on me?
Had me feeling emotions I never knew possible?

Opened myself up like a wondrous map,
only to get knocked down.

Destroyed beyond comprehension,
beyond economical repair.

I've not a regret - I can't possibly forget,
I only wish I guarded myself that much more.

You were an inferno,
and I was mercilessly burned by you.

©  2017 José