Her Love - Poem by Marieta Maglas
She found herself in sadness, returning to the past.
Those magic shivers were gone, even they could outlast.
Like an old canvas, painted with nuances of yellow
Was her soul, holding back her tears for her fellow.
She couldn't defeat the sorrow, while staying alone,
She remembered those days of love, but those days were gone.
She needed that dream forever, and love to shine again,
And life she got along with him, but all she had meant pain.
From time to time, she feels this love and she keeps her breath
To revive the dream, to taste last kiss and her own death.
He's still so deep down in her soul and she's still with him.
When the rain falls down, she understands why her life is grim.
He knows that her soul will keep the feelings safe all life,
Because they were so pure, and she really was his loyal wife.
She's down on herself, but she gets herself up every day,
Because she keeps firstly His love, and she never stops to pray.
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