With lust and hatred hearts will shatter,
To only us nothing matters.
Slowly as we sink into the stream.
Holding, breathing, sinking dreams.
To rise again to surfaced air,
Upon your eyes I stare.
Your gleam it traces as my soul,
Looks to you to know its full.
With you I always know that life,
Will live forever, unlike vice.
I’m sorry that our love has died,
For I shall always wonder why.
As you are to an angel’s flower,
As I am to the apple sour.
Forgive my mind forget the past.
Even though apart entangled we will last.
TO PAM