fOur dAys
January 24, 2009 by politiqueen
Four days after your story has been
told..
numbed as I am… pretending that
you’re not.
Eyes naked as the truth enfolds
there you are lying and the truth has
been told.
My heart pounds seeing you will now be
a distance and as the days goes by,
inche by inche, time ticked, soon
forever be gone…
your beauty remains with the heart
that will never pump, your beautiful
eyes will forever be closed and the
queenly blood that runs dry.
you make me numbed as days goes by…
remnants of your past, I shelved.
When will my heart understands?
perhaps, four days after my heart
understand
