Mademoiselle

Your pain is the breaking of the shell

that encloses your beauty,

and you keep your heart in wander

at the daily miracles of my life,

your voice would not seem less wondrous

than this magnificent magic that overflows,

from my vein,

directly to my heart.

You are a field that dance over the violet haze of my existence,

the air I breathe in my every Morning sun,

someone would say,

It’s tangible…

but within every meaningful sigh,

within every sad love songs,

within every deep smile,

the profound effect you had given me

will always be indelible.

A stained affection I cannot hold,

A beautful heartbeat I cannot control,

the music will live forever

as the sun and day parted its way on it’s

magical sunset.

You will be my sunset,

you will be the spaces where my words will be written,

a distance where my reality strikes,

a very special poem afloat into a dreaming sea,

If I lose the moon and the sun,

I will write by your candlelight,

I will capture all the speechless stars and

bathe it upon your soul,

I will conquer all the meaningless word

and offer it to your feet,

I will hold the eternal sound of the mute

and bring them to you…

I will find you one day,

I will lay you down in the soft sand of my shore,

I will cover your body with my scattered wings,

I will fly you away out from your nothingness,

You are the flower that grew hesitantly in the wild garden

of my dream,

you are the sky filled with diamonds,

a melancholy scented passion

that binds me with metaphors,

a fire that consume my whole being,

a poem I carelessly scribbled in my diary…

You are the divine shadows that

connects me to my reality,

You are the sacred longgings,

mine to be own…

eternally.

For Maica

Sara Melson - Never Been Hurt (Sara Melson)