Blue Poet

Nameless girl

It happend in the afternoon of a hot day

Mysteriously hot in a late september

What was her name i cannot say

But her face - oh that i remember

 

 

We haven\'t said a word

Merly few seconds it took

But briefly i was in a different world

When we shared a look

 

 

Blood red lips

Rageing against pale white skin

Dressed for elegant apocalypse

Embodiment of the sweetness of a sin

 

 

Greatest weapons of hers were her eyes

Black like poet\'s soul and contagious like a flu

In them i\'ve seen the moment when angle dies

That kind of eternal night some people are born into