BEAUTY SMELL

beauty smell

Lately every time I go inside my heart, there's an essence,  a very special one, it's a mixture of cherries and daisies, I wonder why, how can that be? I go around looking for a sign of a change, may be last time I was here I forgot to get off some candle or may be there's some kind of moss growing over the walls, It cannot be the act of a foreigner vandal girl searching for shelter, no one can get inside here, it is my only place, my fortress the hidden haunt,  that I built myself, only me and no one else knows what's kept in here. Only me and some times my very first friend, the wicked one, are the witness of such a beauty marvelous place, with red windows, an unstoppable flow of dark red wine on a fountain, and "the remembers", that strange dancing creatures, some ones dark, a few gray and sad (or sick) and others one shining and sparkling, I go around again, and when there's one of that sparkling creatures near to me the essence become stronger, that beautiful smell, cherries, daisies, and blood, (but blood is natural here inside my heart.)

And then I realize, that smell!... I created that smell, I put it here, it is because one time when I was here you didn't leave my thoughts I figured out! It's the magic that lives in my heart!!

Every night I visited to you, as I have told you, I stay watching you sleep, touching softly your skin, breathing your breath, kissing you neck, and smelling your essence… and I’m almost sure once… I saw your soul and I'd taste it, yes my dear I become waves and go all over your body, all over your beautiful skin, I play with your hair and when I go to your lips I stare at it, fearing that if kiss you being in this disembodied form I might be stealing your soul, or you'll have mine captive.

Then my beautiful girl friend, I wonder: is heaven plenty of cherries, daisies and blood? Or are you the only angel that smells like that? Will your nectar taste as wonderful as your smell?