Another Love Poem For B- Poem by Medusa Waves

Play me a song, and tell me the ways
The lovely Eurydice was saved by Orpheus
Sing me your dreams, count me the stars
You can’t compare to all the men from Mars
My dear, my sweet, my silent pounding heartbeat-
hearts like ours, arranged by the stars, were meant to meet
love sickened I must be, to miss you as soon as we part
I mustn’t turn too quick, though the strings pull me at heart
Must it be so wrong? So vain? So needy-to have you all?
You are my weakness; my love for you is my greatest flaw.
It can tear me, wear me, skin me bare-
Take my very last breath of sane air.
I care not, for these testing trials placed upon me
I care only, and solely, that you’re there along with me.