the haunting"

standing out here
in this silent night
a glare of the star gleams
to my silhoutte
like magnetic sparks on
an electric circuit
and i dream how we used to be

a sound of your voice
with that crooked smile
reappear in my taughts
like i'm being hypnotised

and i hear you calling my name
with gentle and sappy lips

i miss the aroma of your
pleasant fragrance
that smells like spring roses
of kabuye

i dream nestled in your hands
on that curly lines sliding me side to side

i miss your softest skin
with tiny pores
brilliant like wedding flowers

i hate the day you left,
a shadow that brought me sorrow
one of the things i regret
but it lavitates in my veins

you are my confinement
i want to break the rules
and beg for one more chance

there is no chance to stop
the immersing you,
because i've failed to defeat the haunting you.