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May 2018
This little man was
too gorgeous to look at
with mesmerizing smile and curious eyes,

Untouched by the venomous horrors of
the crushing suffocating reality of being.

Flowers bloomed after his every step,
he had firing eyes piercing his enchanting face
as if he put a spell on every male and female,
living or dead.

i caught myself dizzy from his evil fragrance,
i started drowning in the sound of his vibrant laugh.

Drunk by that sinful spell of his
i fell into his trap,
just like one more silly fly,
flying and buzzing close to his ears
begging to be noticed by his delicate hands.

But what a fool was i,
for this little man adored playing innocent games
with petal-soft sweet lies.

He freely allowed those firm lips of his
to scatter the words my lonely heart
always wanted to hear

And i,
possessed by the ideals of 'love', the gates of 'heaven',
the sweet lullaby of the homecoming of the long awaited 'happiness',
i fell too deep and i kept on falling
trusting
believing
assuming
Marianna
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Marianna  20/F/Cyprus
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