Marylin haunts me

Marylin haunts me
I just don't know why,
is it the image that devours me
or it's the last time seeing you smile?

Marylin haunts me
dancing in the dark,
wearing white-feeling fine
all went by in a sudden crash.



Marylin haunts me
woman to woman
a misty icon of what I have become,
and not soon enough your time is up.

Marilyn haunts me
in her deathbed-after she's gone,
put down your shiny armour
now the game is already lost.

Marialena, 29/04/2008