Can I ever forget you?You are not your own master, I tell you;
I am not my own, either.
I cannot control my own destiny.
But, I believe, or so they tell me, at least I think - people say I am one of the most stubborn people in the world. I act myself dizzy, puppet of a lecher’s eye; his shackles clank all around me. I fall in
love to stuff my lung with icy darkness, to turn my eyes to desolate roads, to plunge my soul into lugubrious obscurity. My ascetic feet renounce these cities, their houses, and families. The path I take will not take me to you; and if I wander in gloom, it is not new. Hobnailed by fate, if these feet wobble along, it is only because the
roads exist; and their destinations, which way they lead, are sweet
memories and golden moments I cannot forget, until the end of time.
Can I ever forget your wet, once-and-forever eyes? Can I ever forget the glitter of your smile? Can I ever forget that endearingly mispronounced word, that makes me slave for life, that lets me know, with a deep, quiet conviction that the quest has ended, and that the journey has been worth it?
Can I ever forget you?
Please, tell me!
I fall in love with you, just to fall.
I trace my emotions against an empty sky, let them fall away, into nothingness; and I love, love to forget this spreading emptiness.
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