I saw him when the paper had already served its purpose
Servant-soldier of my country
Soldier scumbag living in a coventry
Completely fascinated by the newcoming stage in my life
But then, no scent could be compared to that
That scent that came to loose my sensation
An unimaginable domination
He,the last conqueror of my destroyed fortress
He,a young brown-eyed soldier
A green uniformed avenging angel
Me,the Little Prince to care for its uniqueness in the universe
Again...,how fantasynical
how disarmingly obsessive...
I saw him with his towel erotically engulfing
the perfection of his porcelain body
I couldn't stand his sight...
I dreamt lips fiercely matched
God,it's heavenly ascension
I have to get away from this pretention
He's still there
Burning,warm desire
bodily affected...
Separated from my bones
triumphantly dying
for a spinning in his mind
touching his neurons
travelling down his spine
dancing with his cells
I should become one
with his hand
that grabs the riffle...
Then a month came to its end...
he had to leave he had to flee from my infatuation
spare heart i cannot find now
he took it like a misspelt pronounciation...
now on an island i'm dancing with the wolves
sustaining the inevitable and trying to be the brave one
though all seems to be fainting under the mud and a pair of leather boots
jimmy rose,steal the sun and wear the moon...
you were always the love that took the boat of memory
and will be untouched by time...
farewell,my blue moon...