© by Maria Kurilenko
I offered you a bitter chocolate,
But you ran after a sweet caramel.
Your eyes went for the brightest,
My eyes remained upon the bed.
I brought some jasmine flowers to your home,
You chose the sweetness of perfume.
I always thought that fame was just a rush,
But yet you serve her like a knight.
I so enjoyed the calm sound of the stream,
But you enjoyed the loud noise of the waterfall.
I write on paper with a feather,
You like the buttons of a serenade.
I stood so still looking at the sky,
You faded when the flash went by.
I was enthralled by a summer dragonfly,
You didn’t even see its beauty.
My love story contains page after page.
It would be hard to guess the plot.
I’ve thought about it quite a lot,
But you will just skim through the pages…