A better heaven there wasn't then
Nor, he knew, to find it after
For thoughts were lost to smiles and laughter
When Love had found its niche again.
So stealthy did events unfold-
Each moment kisses she endowed
To whom such gifts ungrasped allowed;
She kept him joyed in this mode.
Her charms were more than mystic spells...
His heart did not a bit detect
The poisoned blood - she did infect
And toxic love induced his cells.
The poison ran with time its course
And symptoms many he endured-
None worse than when she then allured-
Her absence did his death endorse.
But men with kisses do give in
Their hopeless hearts to attain
A chance of heaven despite the pain-
Thus, Love will find its niche again.
Oct 22, 2014
Oct 22, 2014 at 2:48 AM UTC
A better heaven there wasn't then
Nor, he knew, to find it after
For thoughts were lost to smiles and laughter
When Love had found its niche again.
So stealthy did events unfold-
Each moment kisses she endowed
To whom such gifts ungrasped allowed;
She kept him joyed in this mode.
Her charms were more than mystic spells...
His heart did not a bit detect
The poisoned blood - she did infect
And toxic love induced his cells.
The poison ran with time its course
And symptoms many he endured-
None worse than when she then allured-
Her absence did his death endorse.
But men with kisses do give in
Their hopeless hearts to attain
A chance of heaven despite the pain-
Thus, Love will find its niche again.
