In boiling hot oil?
Have you ever felt the flames
Of love singeing and recoiled?
Have you ever seen red
Both of passion and wrath at once?
Have you ever felt amour so sweet
Through the cobbled path that bounced?
The path in Nether is so brambled,
The thorns hurt as you ramble
And as the grey clouds collect
One last time I am wet to reflect
At the shattered shards of my heart.
My head in the clouds
The sun does burn,
Through nightly dreams
I toss and turn.
And through the roads
Of dilly happenings no more
Can pain be deeper
Or the suffering more.
I hold a golden ball
Above my head,
Not a halo and not
One of deject
But a tiny sliver of hope
That yes, love does matter
And its feelings I can't reject.
I wish there was a reason
To be just as loving,
Just as sweet.
The pumping
Of the vast ocean of life,
Clears the drains
As I shut my eyes
And I am loathe
To listen to ten more lies.
Am I wronging so much
That I am sprawled?
Am I longing so much
That I ignore all doubts?
Must I let you swim all alone
Or not? I would drown
And roam the Nether worlds.
There again an angel I would meet
Who would show me your smile,
Your very neat teeth
And I'd still in my mind's deepest eye
Gaze into your soul
To fill the holes
Of all the bullets
That caused it to rain
On the bloody road
To Lover's Lane.
Let there be no more seeing red,
Let there only be looking ahead
For yes, this day I arrive at the goal
Of always gazing into your beautiful soul.
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