A spell on me

She put a spell on me
and she knows, for sure.
A smile, a look, she won.
I surrender, again,
a deep breath, a sigh,
time to be near.
Some words, not to me,
but her lips, reding me,
signs of my time, lost
on the tide of her waves.
No way to save our souls
neither my comfy living.
Take me apart,
throw away my disguise
and challenge me to be
on my own.
Your time, my fault,
your smile, my fears.
Sinking five feets down
much to notice, heavy feets.
Still you look on me,
I’ll swim all waters
but please let me know
if you’ll swim with me.
This are no troubled waters
only a small river, no bridges,
you have to get the other side
between you and me.
Too much unknown past
too much they, he, she,
yesterday.
May be a bit of you and me
just to make a difference,
a new bright morning.
No regrets, no reasons,
but a smile on your spell.

I know, it was only “Hi, how you are”
but … what else do I need?

A las lunas de Febrero y los castillos encantados