Lost.

LOST.

Where are you?

I have just found you,

and now you are gone.

Stood right beside you,

felt so blissfully at home.

Now I can’t see you,

but my craving still on.

Is this little glimpse of you,

all I’m ment  to hold on?

 I wanted to love you,

and give you a home.

Could be a great romance,

bit of “old Hollywood” form.

Where, are you these days?

Who is turning you on?

 Why, I felt like I belong with you?

like You must have missed me all along?

Guess, that “US” wasn’t meant to be,

because our  moment is gone.

Still flamed up with you

I’m trying to reason, sober up and move on.

Ella Nova

Dis-ease.

I have ” Holly” fever.

Oh yes, I got dis-ease.

( it’s a bad case of infatuation)
that’s what is eating me.

( only who been there can understand)
how it’s affecting me.

It started on Sunday afternoon
my temperature raised just slightly.

But by the Monday moon
I was on fire, could no longer treating it lightly.

Today I have mild fever
and hungry need-iness remaining.

Symptoms are:
Aversion to food, all girls, laughter and fun things.

Also noticed:
Increased clumsiness and mood swings.

Any suggestions about possible cure
will be appreciated with armful of cloud hue 🙂

Or do I have to wait it out patiently
with red vine and tons of clenex ?

Hope it won’t go away too slowly
like a bad case of disillusioned ex….

I love you Holly.           Ella Nova.

Now..

All I can give you,

is NOW …  my love

My present state is all yours.

Please don’t dream

of tomorrows … my love

there are no promises of those .

Just hold me tight

right now …  my love

my heart beats in rhythm with yours.

What happens next

is a mystery…  my love 

faith is the only choice.

In  future still embraced

as one …   my love

 such a promise I cannot voice.

Just stop thinking 

of tomorrows…  my love

or you’ll miss out on  todays.

Ella.

Heavens above.

As I look up and rest my eyes on the sky.
Rain of sunrays is trying to pierce their way
through to me.
To bring me warm happy cheers with them
from heavens above.
As I catch glimpses of them on my cheeks,
I know that I’m safe here.
I know that I’m loved here.
I know that I’m home.
Ella.