Standing here in the train station,
lonely mate with my imagination.
Savoring the gut of pain, will I live? For now nothing is simple and plain.
As the snowflakes touch my skin.
It's December the winter is in.
The cold pang of fear is rushing.
In my blood it's coiling, it's blazing.
Searching here and saw blindness.
Will I ever seek his forgiveness?
clasping the blade till I bleed.
No one can witness what I did.
I lick as the saltine travel my lips;
Inside me is a missing piece.
I run away, hope you fathom dear.
Your mistress says: I should steer clear.
I said no! Yet she drag me harsh.
My lad, my dear, my life, I hush.
There in your beir, sleep so well.
In this dark place nothing can thrill.
Hush, baby bye. My train is here.
Along the trail running no fear.
Don't worry no one will know.
In this world we need to go.
The snowflakes will fall on you.
I had something you gotta knew.
In their whisper I blew a kiss,
to tell you each moment we have was bliss.
In death may we see each other.
I beg come hear me calling you.
The secret we kept in my tomb, I kiss.
Your mum was wrong what we did was always been strong.
My dear I can't stop I step on the trail.
I feel fuzzy the train came smacking me.
The oozing blood and pain I feel.
My soul slipping my earth body hill.
Every drop of red cream.
Lurking death I feel on the stream.
Now we're on the same track again.
Hear as I call your name, so sweet.
We maybe forbidden.
That our love is outcast and hidden.
In this gripping and hastened pain.
The snow again will kiss my Sebastian.
YOU ARE READING
A kiss for Sebastian
PoetryThis is a poem of mine.. Will your love survive if everything is in a total mess? Will you take death as the key to live a life with him or breath the same scent of forbidden love again?