The Heart spoke…trust me I am real.
Once my queen, harassed by my silly pranks
Waking her up from the depths of a swoon,
A world of her own, the purest of pure love
I fill her with, melting her into its abyss always
Drowning her forever and ever hopelessly,
She was truly angry her wrath quick, like
A sword, a slash, I crashed down sprawling
On the ground beneath, dead, and breathless,
Too much for the Heart, watching the scenes
In anger it trembled, the sight of her, dead and
Lying over me, her hands locked around me in
A tight embrace, a separation unthinkable ever
Birds stopped chirping, squirrels froze on tracks
Shocked, the end of love, is the end of the world,
My Heart roared raged at the silliness of the scene
“Who said you are dead? What is dead now is the
Deceiving thought, of a strike by my mighty sword
Daring enter my kingdom, swear it will never again”
My love, this time locking me with her beautiful hands
In a tight embrace held on to me along all the way into
The vast abysses of her beautiful world in a swoon
Where we drowned dying forever knowing we cannot die.
