Love is but a steadfast fire
That burns throughout my heart's desire
A black hole that's too deep to mend
Till death do us part if that's the end
the abyssal sky makes way to space
Her deep eyes and smooth soft face
Will melt my soul into the gound
And there I'll lie until i'm found
With wings of Doves she soars through wind
Against the breeze that I once felt.
The last I feel will never end
For the gamble i make will bring the cards she dealt.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well written...enjoyed the read...thank you