This is an ode to my never lovers
The ones I liked and could’ve had
Just in my mind.
Or in their souls.
A drop of poison
On the walls
There were the lovers whose hearts I’ve broke
There were the lovers whose souls I’ve torn
There were the lovers of flaws and tears
And there were the never lovers.
They’d never know my mouth’s inside
Or how to keep their arms, so tight.
I’d never touch their hair or eyes
They’d never see me bleeding lies.
At times I whisper on their way.
Some could’ve been more than a why
If only I knew how…..
Sexing the cherry (for the flow of words, somewhat lyric-ish; thanks, O&N) Gladiator (for giving up the idea of parallel universes - it's only here and now) Emma Wallace's "Alice in Wonderland" - as presented by Wind Whisperer "This is it" - unfinished things still leave a strong mark toti ochii pe care nu i-am putut sorbi