She was all alone…
Inside my eyes.
As her scene cast a gentle
haze of fuschia dreams.
Dissolving my knees
To a deep tremor,
of desired love…
My Phrygian princess
How I loath your ancient control,
Unwillingly, for am I
forever devoted to you?
poisoned by arrow, must I be? ? ?
If I was to drive this blade,
through my heart.
Would you cry for me…
~Could my bleeding soul,
Serve such a purpose?
Would it set me free? ? ? ~
If I was to die,
In front of you.
Would you notice my plea…
~Will this feeling,
Devour within me?
would this pain ever leave.~
I will fade for you…
Fade for you…
Fade …
For you…
~My immortal love…~
~Empath~
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Had to come back to this, this poetry is 'to die for' but even though you offer yourself up, it's far better that you didn't. Love is so fickle is it not? HG: -) xx