Adonis

Still no Adonis come for me

enero, febrero, marzo, abril,

My desire for you is inevitable

against my will.

I lock myself up to anyone that may

want a taste

The diagram of true love is all too haste.

And I cannot wait, I need to seize

Prayed to Artemis on my kness

But I still ask how much time is left

and the flames dance in tune with my breath.

'Its the end, its been over for so long'

I hear, I heard, the good days are gone.

So I amuse myself in the mountains of my mind

Where memories live on and never die

Tete a tete, head to head, lift an arm, lift a leg

Am I still me? Junio, Julio, Agosto

Hardly noticing where the time goes.

But in years to come on a sabbath day

will you lie back and remember my name?

This is just the begining of our lives

I need more honey to realise,

What am I accused of? Apart from a fool

I am, I will forget about you

Septiembre, Octubre, Noviembre, Diciembre

But still

The diagram of true love is designed to kill.

Holly New