Saturday, March 08, 2014
To the First Quarter Cassanova
It's only but a while since you talked to the moon
There was love and illusion and it's gone too soon
Where there used to be enchantment, spells, and magic
Left you now confused, alone, and weak
How can the love of your dreams slowly fade
Into the abyss of darkness where void is made?
When you question the stars, where did it all go?
And tears just won't come, you just don't know
Cast your charm on life once again
Let the sun dance until you stop asking when
Because the answer will remain the same
You fell in love - you lost or won the game.
9knots | 04:01 am
Never stop asking
Of other writings
Roar until you hear yourself.
I am not who you're looking for.