Bow before the insolence...
death do I provoke?
A flame upon your fire,
an eternal flame burns within all these scarlet remnants.
Even with death grasping me,
an inferno within;
dilated eyes burn, hotter than any sinful lips.
they ignite the downy tinder of my heart.
I always get burned.
Boiling this bad blood,
purifying love by any means,
Look within these eyes. feel the flame.The beat.
The very heart of life; destruction.
Its heart beats the same as mine.
I unwrap my hold around you,
my gaze softened into the somber coals of eternity.
My grip upon you, melting to every curve of your body,
My name I burned upon your heart,
the pain will be moments,
but I will be there forever.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem