We thank
The path of  LOVE that
Walk from
One soul to the other

We appreciate the
Destination two LOVERS
Walk hand-in-hand

Both LOVERS
Forget everything that
Made them infamous

On the road of LOVE
Both LOVERS salute these moments
The city and place
That brought disgrace to them
As LOVERS

The destiny that sealed
Our union of souls
By bringing us face to face

The fate that separated
Our spirited passion of LOVE

We salute that time &
That transition of LOVE

We will meet
Is written all over
Our 'existence'

We LOVE
Our consummation
In our dreams...

I have loved him
for far too long
Daily meets
and empty sheets
Will haunt me forever

I have loved him
for far too long
Days turned to weeks
weeks turned to months
And somehow after two years
i'm still waiting

We always joked with each other
"don't talk to me"
and then we'd laugh
I don't know about you
but I stopped laughing two years ago

I have loved him
for far too long
I've been in love with the same boy for four years now
I just wish he knew

This is a story
Of love
And of finding yourself
Yet again after you have been lost

This is a story
Of two girls
Sharing a forbidden love
So sweet that honey is jealous

This is a perfect story
But there's a small catch
We fell in love
Before you met her

We fell in love
And we loved so hard
But you were afraid
And so you left

This is a story
Of how I missed you
God, did I miss you

But finally one evening
You came back
But you only wanted to be friends
Did you think I would settle for just friends

This is a story
Of two thousand miles
And how it can drive a person crazy

This story has no ending yet
Sometimes I think it will
When we both fight ourselves
And we don't talk for days

But it never does
We always come back
We always want to continue this story

I don't know much about how to tell a story
All I know is
I never want this story to end

Tangled in a web
of malicious destruction,
whilst spectators
enjoy the show,

alone
in a dark crowded room
without windows,
lost with nowhere
safe to go.

Taunted
by the breath-stealers,
and their curses -
it's taking a terrible toll
on an innocent soul,

attaching themselves
like a virus,
to every healthy living cell -
poisoning every breath
is their goal.

Causing havoc,
running amok,

breaking a spirit,
wishing nothing
but misfortune - bad luck!

It's as though
they have a seal
placed upon their hearts,

they continue to
flap their serpent tongues...
For them,
there is no salvation -
with the devil they conspire,
he supplies and multiplies
their toxic darts.

I almost pity their souls,
for they sold them,
whilst they were
already blessed,

never ever
will these evil servants
peacefully rest!

By Lady R.F ©2016

I wish that I
had thought to ask
what the frog had
to say back.