Where indeed
if not my love tangled
would I be?
standing upon
my very own inferno
in misery?
how could I forsake love
that is burning in flames?
should I put it in a jar
suffocating it with closure?
leaving the air frozen in an untimely death?
my ever aching wish to
spread my fire of passion
onto you
leaves my soul and my heart
in a world without sense
there will never be a place
I could cherish more
in life or in death
than to be in your arms
therefore...
I could only be truly satisfied
in paradise or inferno
as long as I am with you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem