And
there she is
smiling
left and right
there
she is perfect, uninterrupted,
knowing
this is her place
She
is the goddess of life
the
light of my life
she
is in the air I breathe
asphyxiating
my being to death
She
is the queen of golden eyes
that
will not look at me again
she
is the sweetness and passion
I
will not taste again
Such
lady of life and independence
of
adventures and romance
the
woman full of spirit and drive
She
is not mine, she moved, rocked, and tortured
she
loved, she enjoyed,
she
is only a distant voice, maybe a lonely image
or an
apparition, but nothing more
Tears
undecided, heart shrunk, darkness surrounds
love
long gone and extinguished
Janus
can't be my name for I have many faces
but happiness
and love are not them now,
loneliness
seems more appropriate
definitely,
I am
who and what...
I
deserve
From the mind of Cogliostro
