damnatio ad bestias

(a morning writing session --- during management lectures.)

red brick and yellow tiles,
colour as vibrant as your smile
with vines and bushes around the fences,
I'm hiding myself from your odd glances

turn the knob and let yourself in,
maybe you'll like what you see within
old windows and new furnishings,
hoping it's suitable for your liking

one bedroom with a king - size bed,
a pretty place to rest your head
one balcony with a seaside view,
you said "I'll never find someone quite like you"

climb the stairs and you'll find the attic,
in there you'll know more about my quirks and antics
the longer you walk, the more you find,
different thoughts in every single kind

then there you head down the living room,
trust me I'll stay even though we are doomed
lit the fireplace and make some tea,
I'll be the reason you feel free

you'll like it here, just sign the lease,
in a temporary home full of love and bliss
but remember not to get too comfortable,
when it's over I could leave you in shambles.

for I am a rented house and not a home,
I am made not for you to roam
as much as I want to keep you longer
some things are not meant to be kept forever

so enjoy your stay just for a little while,
before we end up in a goodbye
as a rented house could only offer you comfort,
letting you believe that our days are not numbered.