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illustration Libico Maraja
 

 

 The Fault in my Venus


Hey you - i kinda like you love you

you, 

mesmerising You

mysterious You

intriguing You

indispensable You

i thought of You deeply and keenly

staring for long hours at the night sky 

I longed for you desperately and foolishly 

daydreaming, procrastinating my life away

one train ride at a time. 

I created You

You and that strange Look in your eyes

I invented the Idea of You

Like a warm nest where I could sit 

long enough for my dream eggs to 

become paradise birds.

I grew and harvested You

like golden grapes in a sunny vineyard 

so that I could savor your flavour

while watching the last sunset on Earth

I kept You hidden

in my Heart like a buried treasure

 no pirate or thief could ever find

for only pure souls could understand and cherish

the true meaning of this peace of mind

You held me in your arms

like lovers do in the movies, cradled me 

humming a soft tune - what was that You

mumbled: those three words, I thought, at last

Instead I heard - i am sorry 

too much time wasted now on thinking of all of You,s

too much time spent inventing urban legends and romcom stories 

too much time questioning myself to the core

Now I know

Now it’s different

Now i’ve grown old

The New Moon in Aquarius is responsible 

for finally admitting what i could not 

for so so long


Infatuation is You / insignificant You / demystified You

disposable You / 

When all

is over

i celebrate my freedom 

and turn back to Love.