Where can I get her?
by Kevin Aroni
Her smile, so dazzling with eyes full of arresting visuals.
A shy girl, with this…
Bashful and chary face, yet tuned with intimidating poise
I try so hard to forget her,
But I keep remembering her every single moment.
Her figure, so eight!
From morning till 8,
My heart fell sick and she healed me with her love drug
My secret, a tinge of humility and resignation
I can’t let her out of my mind
Lest I run out of it.
She gave me sleepless nights all day long,
Hunting to burn foil,
Panting to run toil
So we eat beat and turn pedestal.
Aaargh! But she never took long huh!
She got carried away by the smell of opulence
No!
Where can I get one of her kind?
Tell me where?
Where can I get one to love
Just akin the former
But let the latter not clutter.
Where can I find her?
The duplicate of the previous.
It’s so troubling,
Filling manuscripts and telling tantrums
I lost the moon while counting stars
Oh no!
She fled without a red
Got me tired and tied.
Perhaps she fell into the trap,
Of the palatial lot
But me, son of Capuchin
She bit me damned!
She fled into thread.
Tears brimmed my visage till my face ran dry
Where can I get her?
The one who kept me vigil.
Where?
She’s still stuck in my dreams
Yet still.
But when I wake up,
I can’t find her, huh!
She comes with me in my slumber
It’s so real, yet so unreal…
Her touch, so sensual
Her voice, so mournful
When you find her,
Tell her to come for me,
But never around me!
Now I’m two unknowns
To eliminate or to substitute to find
It’s so dried up!