Enchanted by mystery
Charmed by the eclipse found in solace
Untouchable, warm and discreet
A whiff of secrecy wounding me so deep
So promiscuous when I close my eyes
Lost in fantasy, possessed by desire
Unrequited yet complacent
Ah! Astonishingly absurd
-PRK-
Garden pink, rather modest, much too cute
So innocent, so many things to refute
Had no guts to hold you, I was irresolute
Couldn't digest how to somehow reconstitute
Outraged I was, as I thought I couldn't suspire
I thought your beingness would perhaps scotch my desire
I thought you'd purposely make me somehow misfire
I supposed the creator and you once walked through the fire
-PRK-
So I found myself turning to pot likker
Not once, not twice, and the standard is gold, not silver
It's always a new taste, a new mix, a new remedy
For the same wound, the same scar, the same tragedy
"What the fuck is wrong with you?" I asked myself
But there's never an answer better than the top shelf
The vessels are there, I never meant to have them
They keep flowing and I'm too weak to stop them
If I could let it go, I wouldn't turn to one
But I need to stay high to not think of you even once
What have you done?
No. Sorry, what have I done?
It was served on ice and garnished with pineapple
It was cold, it was sweet, it was everybody's pleasure in quadruple
They looked happy and so I thought I would too
But when the hangover begins, I began to miss you
At least I thought I was missing you
Or was I trying to be you?
-PRK-
Here in the nightfall I often wonder
If someday the moon is gone forever
No stars, no fireflies nor a proper measure of pleasure
Neither I, nor you would know the meaning of leisure
For here even the nightfall is as loud as the waves
Clapping, applauding from inside the grave
For even silence is deafening for the nave
The longer I tried to stay to my gaze
For here in the nightfall it's never idle
And my soul is baffled in the intertidal
The leash that binds me is always guileful
But for tomorrow in life, I'll shall fight this tidal
-PRK-
