Appearance

Your appearance
         caressing my eye
that smile
         a silk blanket over my soul
from my heart I build
         a bridge to you
 
the mist colours grey
         the busy bees are buzzing around me
         as a wheel spinning incessantly
the white knight yields
         defend me or ...
         it leaves ... me?
 
one hammer-stroke
shatters the bridge
you don't let me to ... nevermore
 
why do I only now hear horselaugh
         from the dark demon?
 
I deserve this misery
that dreadful word
the mist has blinded me
 
where am I now?