This ain't no nocturne (4 komentāri)

We're drinking wine,
It's our last time.

I can feel it at my heart,
We will soon become apart.

You ain't sure, you preen your knickers,
While the light bulb slowly flickers.

I can't bear it anymore,
You're a hooker, you're a whore.

With a motion, skillful, hard,
I break the wineglass - it's a shard.

- - -

This glory moment of the ultimate death
Was shortly followed by my heavy breath.

Noone to hear my scream,
Never I'll wake from this dream.

We were so close and now we're estranging,
My head hurts, albeit I'm not banging.

Life is lost - it had to pass,
No return, just chips of glass.

I'm so scared, but it's so warm
In your blood, here in my barn.