The magic s gone for free...

My one and only greatest pure love
This path was long, but I have made a riffle.
You fill my soul - deserted, wasted one,
Meanwhile I’m standing next to a wonder- ripple*.
The warmth of water is caressing me.
Exactly like your kisses - priceless touches.
My deepest love, be mine, devote to me.
I am yours till the last tic of my muscles.

I trusted you. I was your little girl -
Your little missy as you called me often.
I totally was ready just to fall
If you said so...
Oh God! How have I bought it?

I met a lot of men. But not like you.
I knew for sure you were mine... so firmly.
I would give you a kid or maybe two.
You meant a lot, but hid yourself superbly.

I looked at you and said: ”He won’t betray!”.
The inner voice of reason told me different.
This freaking voice... oh, damn! It didn’t fail.
And one fine day I turned to you indifferent.

You spat at me like at a dirty whore.
The warmth of mine was suddenly forgotten.
You will forget me... and the time will go.
But I will not forget how you have hurt me.

Some say love is a blessing, but to me...
it's just a curse,
That makes me only weaker.
And that darn night the magic’s gone for free.
But I would pay my last to let it glitter...

(M.T.)

*ripple - a small river threshold (AmE)