A Lover Of Two Poem by Lendsy Salcedo

My chariot is on run.
Gold and silver fill it with design.
I am a Princess in white veil and dress.
And soon to be a Queen with tears and mess.

The staccatos of my white horse
is opposite to my heart that's drained to be the blood source.
My heart is now numb,
'cause of the life's choices that is dumb.

I am a Princess of disgrace.
Beautiful face filled with bitter lace.
I am a Princess of pain.
White dress, I want to fill it with stain.

While the horse is still running,
my chariot is still open-hanging,
my heart is still untied and beating.
I could ran away from this and be back to the arms I am loving.

The idea struck me.
Made me smile so sweetly.
I gazed to the window,
but I could see the black shadow.

My condemnation is in near step.
And the thought of it makes me flip.
One, two, three and four.
I am now facing my dungeon's door.

Five, six, seven and eight.
Seconds now, I will be the unwilling mate.
Chained to be a breathing death.
Prisoned to the arms I never dreamt.

Two woods drift apart.
I could see now the misty start.
White veil, dress and a nosegay.
My Grim Reaper is now on display.

On the aisle as I walk.
I could hear the sweet chatter and talk.
But deep inside me,
I am dying without remedy.

The Grim Reaper is waiting.
My love from the other side of the world, searching.
And I, I am dying.
White veil, dress and flowering.

Dear my love, come, save me and please don't be late.
My Grim Reaper, please don't let this to be my fate.

I am a bride of my lost lover.

I am a bride of my Grim Reaper.