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.
Jul 13, 2018
Jul 13, 2018 at 8:07 AM UTC
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.
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