I'm sorry I loved you
So dreadfully whole,
And with the white-washed candidness of soul.
I'm sorry I loved you,
And that with everlasting breath:
I praised your song,
Sung, as if to the death.
I'm sorry I dared raise
All hope's expectations,
By reaching out a childish hand
To cold adult's gaze,
And thinking my love untrue -
Why else then, my innocence razed?
I trusted you.
Like God trusted man with Paradise.
I fell in love with you -
Your untainted beauty and miraculous eyes.
I'm sorry.
For youthful naivety,
I´m sorry.
For universal chord that ties us together,
And untied us forever,
I´m sorry.
For praying to a fallen God,
Loving a pig's gall and sod
Dreaming that from the clod and dirt
Of the earth's mud
A Prometheus of love returned might rise -
But rise the love did not
And child's heart was shot
And child's innocence did die
I'm sorry I loved you,
You with the miraculous eyes.
May 31, 2014
May 31, 2014 at 9:32 AM UTC
I'm sorry I loved you
So dreadfully whole,
And with the white-washed candidness of soul.
I'm sorry I loved you,
And that with everlasting breath:
I praised your song,
Sung, as if to the death.
I'm sorry I dared raise
All hope's expectations,
By reaching out a childish hand
To cold adult's gaze,
And thinking my love untrue -
Why else then, my innocence razed?
I trusted you.
Like God trusted man with Paradise.
I fell in love with you -
Your untainted beauty and miraculous eyes.
I'm sorry.
For youthful naivety,
I´m sorry.
For universal chord that ties us together,
And untied us forever,
I´m sorry.
For praying to a fallen God,
Loving a pig's gall and sod
Dreaming that from the clod and dirt
Of the earth's mud
A Prometheus of love returned might rise -
But rise the love did not
And child's heart was shot
And child's innocence did die
I'm sorry I loved you,
You with the miraculous eyes.
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