El Fin de Amor
Promenade my dear beloved one, and I,
Graced by divine presence and held apart,
Dreamnt longingly of the crystal blue sky
Whilst her hands to me were as to depart.
In this hollow cave where I found my heart,
There came a hopeless hope, light from afar,
A reminder that we are at a first start
And my romance remains with her on par.
Flashing stars to pounding beat in my head
Embarrassed smiles across fire lit top,
Vacant stares to lie in this rhythmic bed,
Again I am the great bedeviled sop.
If I were to be the soft embracee
It would not be enough for my lady.
