I Wanna

She was wearing a big round earring. Twice.
She was appealing. I was staring. Nice.
She was dandy, my dear, fine lady.
Still so present, yet unknown, shady.
She was healing my rare reeled feeling,
dealing, and at the same time stealing.

I was obsessed, mentally possessed. Fast.
I was a victim. One final test. Passed.
I was carried away by that day.
Still so close yet far, so faraway.
I was bleeding, my rare felt feeling,
a blood of pool where I was kneeling.

We were wondering and withering. Both.
We were enchanting. A rare rough ring. Growth.
We were silly, no, no, really.
Still so fragrant, she was my lily.
We were so delightful, as a pair,
but... I´m not the one for her to wear.

Just a thought lingering in my mind. Gone.
Just a realization. I´m blind. Pawn.
Just a cold cloud dispersing out loud.
No longer tempting, wrapped in a shroud.
Just an image of what I wanted,
suddenly, I feel haunted. By her.


Venované Ivke.

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