A Figure

there is a figure
that seems familiar.
where it comes from i do not know.
mingling around the atmosphere.

but do not be afraid.
at least not yet.
for it is also one of us.
homo sapiens species, kind of it.
who share similar blood circulation
but maybe not heart figuration.

far away, there is warmth.
overloaded sweetness.
good craving figure,
perfection.

getting closer to this figure,
i smell a poignant fragrances.
i wonder where it comes from.
little that i know, it's the heart.

very pungent odour.
the smell of jealousy.
the smell of rivalry.
the smell of hypocrisy.

it tries hard to hide
for the smells are apparent, 
camouflage error
lead into terror.

ouch!

why?
does it bites your chest?

beware.
for
it
could
be
you.



The End