She reigns my thoughts
My mind is adrift
Always closer was she
But now, memories I sift
The void she's left,
Burns my insides,
Cold as ice yet potent as fire;
The cushion to my falls,
My sceptre of charm
Also, she was my woe
My ruin and my harm;
All's so gone,
With her, many parts of me
Coquettish & cheeky, I used to be
Alas! memories are all,
That now I sift
The pieces she destroyed,
Wounds that won't mend;
Even if she herself, comes to tend.
Yet my heart calls to her,
Hoping, might our paths entwine
Where must you be now
O baby girl, O mine.
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