Inamorata angustia

My head is filled with memories of our conjoined emotions
I remember that time you fell and I was the only one you allowed to pick you up
People thought we had a weird love
We had'nt even begun to talk then

Burning my desire, Lit my imaginations with fire
You burnt me, and left with my love

The first time you resumed at school, you had your hair all over your face
I wondered what the heck in the world was wrong with you, I did'nt know you came to take the part of me that was left, the only part I had no one to share with, you came and took it all

She appeared exactly as you felt,
You knew that feeling so well, it was her, she was here! Dressed in white
why don't you listen....
You yearned for her heart, to the tone of her melodious voice, envisaged her aura, it was all over the place, so sweet, like a slosh of fine wine, a Lily in the valley
Why don't you listen
You spoke to her, oh her voice like honey
.................like birds chirping on a Sunday morning
To my mind..tease
To my body....please
To my soul....ease
Why don't you listen!!!!!!!
She's art defined
you're art inclined
your world's desire
with whom is fire
But you never listen
She's said hi now,
You've gone this far now

A disaster that could not be avoided
I saw this pain and I chose it still
Because it was soaked in love
Dipped in fantasy
Revered in beauty

How could I listen?

_{Original written here by @mistakili}