Scent of lies
From emptiness she materialised
with her jade green, deep luscious eyes.
Seeking on my being
something I couldn’t find myself within.
She brings her scent, also her lies
as canny as a fox in a sheep yard.
Makes me a fool, makes me teased
makes me feel somehow loved, misled.
Turn loose, turn myself decayed
but keep singing to me, the song of the mermaid.
Stare at my soul, intercept my thoughts
push me away, touch me like a robot.
I give myself excuses to stay, "do not leave!"
But in the end, what I was left is always suffering and grieve.
Throw me to the hounding wolves, eat my soul
Leave me to the endless void, a dark hole.
Confuses me, despises me, lie to my very black eyes
but, please, let me feel your perfume one more time
and remember me your seductive scent of lies.
