Category : Notes/work

Sub Category : N/A

Men come in like angels 

They've looked to you
Offering a gentle gaze in beauty 
Magnetist
spilling from their eyes
They try 
And pry your heart from ironclad grip

Without success,
Your say overruling 

You flick your eyes to the east 
And find 
You couldn't count the thoughts if you tried 

Of what could go wrong? 
                 Everything
What could they want from me? 
    Hopefully nothing but your 
                    heart
To cherish, not break 


You peek, meek as a child
To where he stood once
And the wish  
...…......

god, it was ephemeral

In an instant 
In a flash
,
In the blink of an eye

He's gone 
To be pronounced a passing cloud
As illusive as the last