by Belinda Southwark

Created on: August 25, 2010

Poppy, I love you

Sweet like an angel

Ecstasy in your embrace

Inhale your fragrance

And forget the world.

Cold reality hits me again

Only a trace, a trace of you

Remains in the air around me

Until I find you again

Running through the street

Following your footsteps

Sweating through the icy air

Hunting for my warmth

Poppy, I need you

My eyes bleed from crying

I only see grey all around me

But you are the ruby sun

Technicolour paradise

Or the noir reality?

Please, please, my darling

Come back to me

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