The Treachery


the smell of his fragrance
reminds me of the peaceful bliss
how the touch of his skin
is felt upon my naked body
every touch and every kiss
bring me to the sense of eternity

cliche as it sounds, but
every time his face comes
to visit me in my dreams
i feel so alive and in love
so delusional just like a child
who just learn to be in love

but, he is not mine to love
he is just someone I want
but I cannot have
he comes to me when
he has no one to be with
he seeks for temporary pleasure from me
and then he will walk away,
leaving memories on my doorstep

painful, it is too painful to ever think of
because I am just a lover
for a handsome man like him....