i'm falling ill, once again
and its amazing how small things,
untreated, they can swell up pretty largeThat twinkle in her eye
the smile on her face,
i never realised how beautiful she was
till that midsummer's night passing
and i fell in love with the dancing queen
quiet poetics from that silly me
t'was not, and shall never be
and still i wish we had never met, so that we would never be
a heart of stone i should henceforth cast
to be unswayed by men's greatest encumberance: HIMSELF
no doubt she knows that fact
but what i did for you in the month of december,
was take care of you as i would have a friend
a love for you goes awry
but i'm always here, waiting once again,
to be treated as i was before
A brother, a friend.
a fool i was to engage in sports
i fell down because of the pain...omg