On a sojourn, like one on a missionary journey
and surely must return,
in a time as long as an in-taken breath.
More reasons to stay, than there is to go
Yet, to go, Thou must
But! Only so thou can once again return
to the place where you’d rather be
on any given day.
The euphoric ecstasy
that reigns only around you
like the rain, drenching me
Feelings like the sugar plum, dipped in honey.
Helplessly falling at the speed of light, yet dropping
Unable to stop myself, not wanting to stop myself
from this distorted, contorted mortal indulgence
Like a day-mare, flashing steadily before my own very eyes
Watching myself in a melodramatic opera
Acting out a part that seems strangely a “de ja vu”
yet unfamiliar
Fight it I could, yet, unwilling though I should.
‘Could this really be me?’ was all I could manage.
I fell! yes, I fell… I fell hopelessly in love.
Deffwill
2008
