CONFESSION

 

BLUE WOMAN BY CHRYSSA V.2014

I am a coward

I did not chose to emit

the lust you collected

from my presence

 I had no purpose

you to be enslaved

by my eyes

I was a passerby

I was a breeze

And you were a mirror

A transparent deep lake

with goldfishes and corals

And I saw in you

my existence

for the first time

I fell in love

with my reflection

as it made you

shivering and

shimmering under the sun

I am looking for

I try to find the way to

I do not know how

to ask you

you to give me back

my image to keep it safe

my reflection

You have the goldfishes and the corals

You have the sun

that makes you shine

serene during my absence

like an oversized precious diamond

on the finger of Earth

I am a coward

I was a passerby

I was a breeze

I do not know how

to steal  my image inside you 

to remember

To recollect

To yearn for

To remember

the name you whispered

then

to  represent me