lovely
girl
of a
different world
she took
my heart away
she
pilfers and plunders all manner of thought
but I'd
rather be with her than not
I waste
away
with each
dawning day
for she
still is not mine to have
she
continues to steal all my wants and dreams
and I
continue to fall apart at the seams
beautiful
girl
all
ribbons and frills
vapid,
useless, but kind
you've
taken my innocence, my sweet heart and soul
and swept
me into a venomous sleeping lull
I wallow,
I break
each day I
hide and wish to not wake
from
dreams to dive into nightmares
the real
world is calling!
and I am
falling
first love
is so fickle and cruel
first love
is the thing that first makes us true fools
and on the
'morrow
when all
is drenched in dramatic sorrow
I will
become a true man
dusk will
falter and dawn will crash
but in the
end, these lustful feelings will not last
for first
love is usually fast fleeing
once you
get around to that first meeting