We steal away into the night
and pretend that we're immortal
Breathing life into this tragedy
I'll be your Kurt like you're my Courtney
and we'll live life like it's novel
To bleed this love exquisitely
And when we feel it's said and done
we'll step into the light to make believe
we moved the planets
to die a little closer to the sun
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
such a whimsical wistfulness...harlequin romance...