Heartbreak_Hotel_2 - Katarinka.deviantart.com
You Know,
I was going to write something spiteful,
or angry.
I was going to say something poeticly profound,
like;
Have fun with the Rat,
but I'm not sticking round to watch;
what happens.
So I'll use the cliff,
and just jump right off it.
But then I realised;
there's no such thing as 4th or 5th time lucky,
So maybe;
I was just pushing my luck beyond the legal limit;
I've lost count how many times, but
Its not like it was there to begin with.
I did say,
You set My soul on fire,
a plight of delight I couldn't stand to live without.
I'm not a Lier,
Generally.
Nor did I hold out on the truth eg;
you, the water in my drought
once again you've put my fire out.
But right now I'm standing.
I said, He was a Poet.
I was wrong.
He was a painter;
Facade painted, hidden with a brush stroke
what a beautiful painting it was.
And I the poet, to soppy
and love sick;
to know it.
Mystery solved.
Those endless eyes,
That I never see,
maybe brown,
but so not green.
Envy;
not today my mystery,
once;
Captivated.
Then dropped like a stone, unwillingly free.
See cause words unbearing,
honestly words are uncaring;
like people.
So many words,
And now empty
like the song I wrote you.
Surprise.
My loneliness perspective;
now coming back;
Smile.
gone again.
and Only with you
has lost it's language;
cause the Butterfly
burst open,
and flew away.
Only one thing, still plagues my mind,
Why am I so stupid?
You..I don't even know what to say right here;
speechless once again.
But this is how I wanted the poem to end:
After all,
It was me who said,
A Kiss is not Just a Kiss.
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