You are the sun before rise the sun before set the moon before light the sea before shore flower before flore some before thing You are everything
If I could show you what's in my heart; I am very certain that you wouldn't mind. Letting go and holding on is what I am trying to do, I pray you are not feeling the ways that I do.
Writing poetry was not my thing, for you my love every bit of my heart had to sing.
I get up and all what surrounds me is hazy. There are spirals by my feet am I sane or have I gone crazy?
I have loved you without a reason beyond the limits of common sense and I have named you as my precious, my dream and my hope. And I have loved you in every poem that I have wrote and I have longed for you to read all the words that have pondered in ...
She is nothing and everything, she is every heartbeat and every heartbreak, she is the joy and she is the sadness ~
There I was, fevered from the bitterness of your absence, cold, desperate for your being remedy; I would give every part of my soul to have you back, even the broken pieces of I.
She have lit the fire and I threw myself upon it. O' heart be her lover O' fire emblaze.
Feathery dust everywhere surrounds me and as I breathe it in I breathe the scent of your skin, O' thee I am lovesick and homeless ~
I have lit the samovar and poured myself tea in a cup with a few sugar cubes in it, my love is gone and I am all alone singing a melody out of tone ~
