Poetry of the Heart & Soul #Wattys2016

Sogni d'oro

There you are in your defensive stance

Near and yet so far away

Taunting me

Wicked smile across your face

Luring me

Sogni d'oro you whisper softly

Standing around

I'm spellbound by your allure

You capture me 

I feel helpless and lost

Teasing me wickedly 

Sogni d'oro you whisper softly

Stay just a bit longer

I want to know you

To understand your heart

Maybe to open it up and take out all that darkness

You rip my soul apart

Sogni d'oro you whisper softly

Can words explain or express these desires

Lustful desires by your own admittance

If the need to know what propels you thus is lust

Then I'm guilty as you declared by your own mouth

You unravel my being

Sogni d'oro you whisper softly

The infrequent contact leaves me wanting

Leaves my angered beyond reproach

Until I see your words

The sweet fruit you feed me and you leave me wanting more

You invade my conscious world and hold it captive

Sogni d'oro you whisper softly

This craziness you need to end

Stop holding me hostage pulling me further into your essence

Making me want more greedily that which you won't offer

Feed me your torturous words and sweet fruit

You have me craving and hungry to be filled

Sogni d'oro you whisper softly

Your goodbyes are always incomplete

Leaving me angered to you unseen

Manipulation is your gift

As you twist me and I can't come undone

You have me hooked and wound

Sogni d'oro you whisper softly

When things become intense

Quickly you seek defense

I'm left cowering and alone

As you say goodbye and walk through the door

You leave me each time wanting so much more

Sogni d'oro you whisper softly

This never ends

The cycle you continue to play

The mysterious game you control

Playing me like a pawn

You still thrill me and I want so much more

Sogni d'oro you whisper softly

When will you let me in 

And stop this mortal sin

After you've taken my breath

And left me with loneliness and emptiness

But you always just whisper at the end Sogni d'oro

Things always left unsaid

Then the games start again 

Sogni d'oro   (Sweet Dreams)