I should have put that spell on you
Making you fall in love with me
But there was your higher self
Who did disagree
I made a promiss, somehow far away.
That I wouldn´t force love upon you
But what else did make you stay?
Maybe the time wasn´t right after all
Who knows what could have been
This poem sounds pretty vaguely I know
But there is more behind the screen
It´s such a pitty I can’t tell you
You wouldn’t believe me after all
You’d say go back to that mad house
And leave your love behind that wall
But I have seen what I have seen
I know what I do know – it’s better of as a secret
But in poetry I can tell
The next time something like this will happen
I will put on my spell….