The bond between two souls.
So captivateing as two song birds singing in the crack of dawn.
The honor and devotion to her love.
The women with never ending love.
Cleopatra.
What a name they say.
A beautiful women and a queen to many.
Her love was so strong, so suicidal.
Atony's suicide, his loss of Cleopatra, or so he thought.
False acuzations that his love had deceseaed.
His stabbing wounds of pain.
Her never ending devotion.
After the death of a love so strong,
She commited suicide to be by his side.
The bite of a egyptian cobra, deadly to human kind.
Took her life with ease.
They met in death so close in eachothers arms.
The love that was so strong.
The lay together in there tomb.
With the riches they earned.
The death of some kind souls, and the pain of many.
These two people were not only lovers, but had never ending love.
A never ending love as they shared.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem