viernes, 22 de julio de 2016

Riddle Prince

Lovely olive eyes
Scars in your soul
Tattoes in your body
Wrinkles in your face

I am mesmerized by your sight
All enchanted
Bursting magic
Inmersed in your charm

You are playing a game
Hide and seek
Love and hate
Friends or strangers

Totally frightened
Guarding the prey
You are present
But you ran away

Dichotomic is lame
Boredom will win this game
And both of us will walk away

You try be dettached
Due to the fact that i am so wrong
I am the evil witch

Powerfull. Independent. Dom. Rebelious. Free
Seduction is my only gift
But you know i will soon vanish
Leaving behind my cleverness and my loudness

And then we will only have each other
In the dream we shared
As outcasts that crossed paths
To shelter from the storm







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