Forgive me, please, I don’t deserve it.
I killed myself 5 years ago.
I’ve put key in and slowly turned it.
The door is open, may I go?
5 years ago I saw your beauty,
Your gait was like an ocean’s gale.
And all the glory of your body
Was luring me like fabler’s tale.
I want to feel your hair’s aroma,
I want to kiss your tender neck.
I want to give you this poema,
We’re just the pawns in this card deck.
You know the feeling of the fall,
I know the feeling of the flying.
I feel myself under control
Of yours, my precious, lovely darling.
Your love is poison inside me,
It burns my lungs for day and night.
This pain from love is one that guides me,
I’ve paid enough for being in fight.
I’m almost dead, I’m almost gone.
I’ll take my memories with me,
I’ll finish story I began
When I first saw you, Mon Amie.
The deadless Love
© Copyright: Зарина Валиева, 2018
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