He is not one to smile
He is not one to stay awhile
He is but for a moment
But definitely not for my torment
Envy, perfidy are his oxygen
Yet his aura is the allure of my energy
With him I am secure
So my heart tells a lore
Even though me folks war
Against me entanglement
With he I call my friend.
But bitter sweet is the end of it all
If I do not lose my head
I become stronger again
Hence my foe, has become my protector.
©vicwise
V