Cursed land

 

 
Sometimes at first you’re caught by one desire,
But afterwards you realize this one is wrong.
Because you’re burnt by inner fire
That caused by something you don’t know.
 
A little bit along the road you feel that smothered,
That smothered with her round-ocean holes.
These greeny lights are directly wend
The deepest corners, cause the waterfalls.
 
There is no sound of down-falling water
Her image’s burnt inside of me for sure.
I’ll always have a red-fire photo,
I wish I’d made her stay with glue!
 
But there’s no way to make this true.
She’s in a distant kingdom on the other land.
The king and kids won’t let her go for sure!
 I’m doomed to read her words from my cursed land.