do not judge me on my entrance.
only judge me on the exit,
first impressions are only for the lazy minds,
take the time to indulge in me,
let me melt in your warmth.
when i finally go i hope it shall be with death in my eyes,
and not regret, hate, anger, or shame,
its so easy to let each others misery's-
savage the true meaning of love.
if truth be know i hope we go together,
know not like romeo and juliet,
rather.
looking lovingly into each others eyes,
like we did when we first met.
holding hands until our last grasp loosens.
white eyes staring at white eyes,
love staring at love,
so do not judge me on the entrance,
judge me on our exit
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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A beautiful yet tragic love poem Vincent. I say tragic, because I think all lovers hope for that joined departure. We all secretly crave it, but the fact is that it rarely happens that way. The premise that we should judge a the end of our relationship, rather than the beginning, so one to think on. This poem of yours brought a tear, so 10 from Tai