MY LOVE FOR HIM
A golden chariot to whisk me away
The whips echo crack,
A raven horse’s quiet ballet.
A confession of love,
In my heart’s chambers, it will stay.
In this moment, our emotions forever at bay.
Still, the land grows barren,
as fate unfurls
With every grain lost,
within me, hope swirls.
Above the Cimmerian lands,
where light comes into play,
My blood ages in a veil of moth rays.
Yet I sit on my throne of Tophet,
a beacon of love’s divine state.
In a land of Elysian fields, kindled with hate.
A pomegranate blood, an offering to thee
My love for him forever, now and to be.
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