Shadows

At the window he constantly looked at, hoping.

At the mirror, she constantly looked at, posing.

Both smiling, looking at a beauty they can't stop admiring.

In his eyes she is a dashing lady he can't stop glancing.

In his heart she is a clothing he can't stop wearing.

In his mouth, she is a food he can't stop consuming.

But she doesn't know anything about his feelings feasting.

She doesn't know anything about his feelings fuming, flashing, firing.

He didn't tell her how his heart gets into shivers in every laugh she's breaking.

He didn't tell her how his heart gets trembling in every charming she's building.

He didn't tell her how his heart gets bounced in every swing she's dancing.

But then, he can't tell her how his heart aching in every string she's plucking.

He can't tell her how his heart bleeding in every clings she's holding and dropping.

He can't tell her how annoying it is to see her cheering for a love she wouldn't stop claiming.

Why won't she stop admiring her boyfriend cannot be outworn cheating?

Why won't she stop adoring his boyfriend cannot be tried adding?

Why won't she just stop putting a glow in the dark on her wall as the sun's shining?

He means, twinkling in the light?

He means, isn't it tiring? Tainting? Terrifying?

He means, is it tempting to love a person that seems trashing?

If it is tempting, he means, then why it was not forbidding?


-Charikarl Adrales .Writer.-