If asked, what is love?
I would say,
"Once found,
Its that you dread to lose."
To care so much,
Until your heart aches
That you feel, and know,
She holds it in her hands
Beating steadily,
Her fingers wrapping around it
Slowly, and tightly,
That she wields the power,
To control your soul
Like a marionette,
You dance on strings,
Like a knight,
You fight on a front line
Serving without question,
Living as a caged soul,
Like a parrot,
Mimicking words of his mistress
And yet, beyond that dark cloud,
Beauty shines like a sun,
Because in your hands,
Rests another beating heart
Fragile, and warm
Yours to use, as you please,
Kingship, and loyalty,
A Queen, reigning against the world
And that,
I dread to lose,
Because, our hearts beat as one
In each other's hands
Jun 19, 2016
Jun 19, 2016 at 8:07 AM UTC
If asked, what is love?
I would say,
"Once found,
Its that you dread to lose."
To care so much,
Until your heart aches
That you feel, and know,
She holds it in her hands
Beating steadily,
Her fingers wrapping around it
Slowly, and tightly,
That she wields the power,
To control your soul
Like a marionette,
You dance on strings,
Like a knight,
You fight on a front line
Serving without question,
Living as a caged soul,
Like a parrot,
Mimicking words of his mistress
And yet, beyond that dark cloud,
Beauty shines like a sun,
Because in your hands,
Rests another beating heart
Fragile, and warm
Yours to use, as you please,
Kingship, and loyalty,
A Queen, reigning against the world
And that,
I dread to lose,
Because, our hearts beat as one
In each other's hands
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