Spellbound

What you were so afraid to lose

you made even harder to reach

when girl becomes god and muse

from the sheer power of speech.

Yet your tongue should have been ready

for more than rhymes and a kiss

since the echo holds steady

everything that resembles a bliss.

The cold must have made a stone

out of this heart that used to beat

so fast it would make you moan

unless its fantasy was complete.

 

For now, you seem to be gone

and I no longer know if I can trust

that you could hold me tight, to the bone

without making my flesh burst.

 

Be careful what you wish for -

you may want fire and love

like you never had before,

but might have to beg mercy from above.

 

30/07/2023