Annabelle

To You: Darling…

Your infinite gaze is just a piece of all your beauty!

Your eyes are the shape of an infinite space

Where I can see all things I’ve dreamt.

I have seen them on the edge of your pupil,

They´ve called me to fall into a terrible delusion.

A flame is hidden inside those pieces

Of brown sky, but I can’t guess, if that fire

Will burn me until death, or the desire of

Posses  will give another fool reason to live.

I can honestly tell, that for a very first time

The unknown makes me think that I won´t find

Pain or sorrow, only the light feeling that I could be happy.

Anyhow, a question among a thousand doubts

Surround my head, what if I enter through

Those clear windows made of truthful hopes?

What if I fall into the abyss of your thoughts?

I keep wondering, night after night, wishing to

Find a possibility to do it. Even when I know that

Those aspirations are hopeless. I am here,

Recalling the fantastic emotions of my past!

 A confession is necessary, taking advantage that

You are in the distance. I must say, in your presence

 Is easy to forget of what I was made, and those fears

Become just smoke without even believing it.

So, I can only think that maybe there´s a kind of love,

Very close to madness and conjugated with blindness.

Oh! I´ve turned my feelings into words again…

I suffer from this dreadful disease and there´s no

Cure but to continue with this delirious cycle…

Please, forgive my obsessive fascination, but

You have injected a frenzied idea to me…

Perhaps, so far, you are wondering who I am,

Don´t be afraid, I´m just an observer with a memory…

With the belief that maybe she´s still alive,

And if she truly is… it´s really possibly you are her

My Annabelle!