The arrow shot came,
Piercing through my heart
The flow of blood
Made way, for his fame art

I fell with tearing eyes,
Before him on the ground
He looked away,
To see who else was around

I gasped my last breath
With his picture in my eyes
Love could be this cruel
That he believed in foreign lies

©sim

love's jewel glimmers*
within the
heart
a gem so beautiful
of romantic
art

emotions deeply tying
together
peerless the feel shared  
by its tether

admiration
devotion
and sheer joy
love's sparkle
shall always
employ

two souls merging
for a life-time
ever to hear
affection's chime

love's jewel glimmers
within the
heart
a gem so beautiful
of romantic
*art

I'm not afraid of “the dark”,
After all, it isn't anything but
the space between photons,
I'm much more scared of the light
With its heat and momentum
and relentless, expectant gaze