Belladonna
Hey Miss Stranger... May I sit next to you?
I wonder what time is it. But I don't mind getting late. Just to be with you.
Do I smell bad? Am I weird... My face isn't that bad right? My hair too?
My voice cracked. Did she hear it? Hope she didn't. Is it still early? Time just flew.
Hey excuse me... Ahh... Nevermind. Missed the cue.
It's not fair. That I'm the only one, dreaming you.
It's still early. But it grew dark. Still you kept waiting. And I'm here waiting.
I wish, you'd also look at me... But that would be selfish. This feeling.
You know... If it's with you, I don't mind being here until evening.
"Like?" No... I also don't know. But when I'm looking at you this heart's racing.
But If you ever ask me what I like about you, I think that would be everything.
"Hmm?... This, It's just my heart yearning for you." It's not true, I'm just joking.
What if it's a thousand years. I think I'll die by then. But I'm glad I got to know you.
"Why? Cause I like you that's all..." I don't even understand myself. The line you drew.
One day... I'll come to see it. The shining star you're looking for in this dark empty night sky.
Though I already found you. Yet I'm here fiddling my thumbs at the thought of goodbye.
I wish you could see how I see you. My belladona. But you saw one that's not "I"
Ahh... I already knew it. But still couldn't stop. So, I'll wish you happiness. One last goodbye.
"Don't leave me...."
16, December, 2022
'2022 Poetry Marathon Mile 23' Mark Toney (sponsor)
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