September

There he goes, that man. That man with the rope to tie around her. She watched him come, watched him go, she watched him from a distance he made life his own.

There goes that song...that song he brings along. She hears it, she fears it. Why, it's an old song, to break the wall from the past.

Her silence was bunged and her doors were slammed open. But he comes in with fragrance and flowers, a deceiving smile and a manly walk. Her guards were up instantly and she called for winds' warning.

His words has begun thundering, like the same old music to her in September. He reminds her of the beginning, the shells she's kept in her old wooden chest, the pain when the glass broke in her hands..

There is that man who missed his luck, he slips in, slips through, he tries to make his way back. He appears in her beautiful garden, gently pulling her hands towards him. Those sweet words she wished were there before, when his heart was all she needs..

Those blue-gray eyes were powerful as evil. And he sprinkles the dust of poisonous perplexity. She battles the smell of his hair, she battles the flashes of time; and amidst all her battles she was holding on to one thing...she was holding on to her love.

The ray of light shines through. He moves too fast like he always do. Pure shallow, pure deceit. This time she'll never let him off her feet. As long as she's strong, as long as she's willed; the love in her hands she will protect.

"Don't take me back there in September. I am not the one for you, anymore. This place has been emptied, the same day I broke the ice. See me strongly clasping on the staircase, I have come out of the last illusion, I had my final taste of innocence;

I don't want to go back to that September, it's enough for me to remember.. I've come to pass and I'm not scared. The ghost of a man I used to care."