And I'll seem to love those lips and that grimace more, while exiled I wander on the edges of your every breath
When the echo of the words whispered late at night, will return to the dark and porous corners of memories
I will seem to drown in the waves of lack, while violating what I deny to everyone, I find you again
And the power that I release in these lonely moments, expands northward, running on the surface of the water to you
To shatter against the wall of your lies
Each time I hope that one of my sighs, still alive between your red sheets, will reach out and grab the heart I left on your nightstand, in a last heroic act to save me from you
... But you are cruel and you have engraved your spell on this soul and I, who deceived myself as a princess, know that there is no salvation...
With love I blossomed on your belly
In love I remain, my King.
[2017©Yelena b.]
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