The distance burns me
my skin misses yours
I'm suffocated
for none of it goes
'as postulated'

The distance burns me
for every tear you betray
and for every element of comfort
upon you, I'm unable to lay

The distance burns me
for in reality,
it isn't my only enemy

The distance burns me
but the distance could never stop this poet
from composing her beloved
yet another rhapsody

Your birth marked the death
of the 'endless' pain
The cries of the evil
subdued, they went to vain

My joy was born
with your very first cry
with you, 'my joy' was immortal
swore to never die

So, if death takes you
I shall follow thee
for without you,
I sink, even in the shallowest sea

The air smiles
for every breath you take
The ears tingle
for a mere sound you make
The brain rewinds
all that you are
for the poor heart's sake

But the words tremble
like the stream of a lake
for they could never describe thee
for thee, the cure to the venom
of every poison filled snake

Dear Princess,
allow me to bow down
and praise thee
for I see none, I'm blind
but to you, could never be

Dear Princess,
allow me to present my heart
before thee
to guard or to sacrifice
but I beg, never forget me