How long would you haunt me?
I don't know you; I have never heard of you.
To me, you are a mystery that can never be elucidated.
The artistry cannot be defined.
But your presence, your touch, darling!
Deceive me from materiality.
You are so impactful.
I see you moving from one cracked heel to the other.
How long would your energy last?
Forever?
I thought it was supposed to end as soon as you were laid
down to rest in peace
I am not too fond of your superiority
Yet I admire the insight
You fill me in.
I met you on a sunny day
But when you reentered this earth,
The sun melted away into uncertainty
For your presence was unnatural
Now, I doubt that it would ever come
You whispered and promised
To hear all my touches of melancholy and melodies
Did you keep it? Or your dominance took it away from you.
Oh narcissist, listen well and carefully.
Note it down if you want to.
Roses take birth and die.
But the smell of their bodies.
Forever dwindles in the sky.
You are of the same sort, however, poisonous.