A Woman And A French Kiss

I am a worker with a pay of minimum wage in a company,
That pays me a bit more than the penny seekers does in one day.

With my two eyes, I saw lots of women and young girls,
None of them felt that one day I will be thirsty on my own for a while.

Until the night came alone, with the thunder and lightening,
To wake the invisible woman away of my thoughts in my old notebook.

While I was traveling alone in my dream to talk with my love,
Whom I can't offer it to have him again, after I broke himself with my tears.

I asked him for a bit of emotions, with feelings and yearnings,
He apologized and said that they were sold to the Angels in the heavenly land.

I open my eyes to watch the clouds demanding if I can sell my tears,
So I would get a bit of new feelings for the woman whom I will meet with soon.

She came and saw my hands were wet, and my suit was very wet too,
She knew of her own that I sold my tears so she will be the first to end my griefs.

Once she got closer and gave me a french kiss, I felt the mirror of life
Cracked in two, and my happiness wasn't able to survive me for a while to kill me quietly.

3/02/2015