Falling
I fell for you so fast,
like a leaf falling in the October wind.
The day I saw first saw you,
your fingers dancing graciously,
along the black and white keys;
you became my light in this world of darkness,
my Apollo in disguise.
The smile that plays on my lips –
tender and sweet,
disappears when you’re not here.
Waiting for you,
my heart falls back into the same old melody –
slower and lighter,
bum bum…bum bum…
Being without you,
the emptiness grows;
the nights grow longer;
and I get weaker.
Sometimes I lay in bed,
thinking of you,
of how you’d be my Paris,
and I, your Helen.
I remember your smile,
your delicate, pink lips
reaching your eyes.
And I thank Venus,
for such a blessing as you,
who shines as bright as the stars,
when the skies are dark.
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