I would choose you in every life,
I would choose you to be the king of my heart.
If you’d have me, I’ll be your wife,
It is with you I want my new life to start.
In your arms, I would choose to die,
And I’d choose you to be the death of me.
A thousand times I would sin and lie,
If it meant together, we could finally be.
After your loving embrace I knew,
Even against God, I would choose you.
Because you are grass and I am dew,
You are the sun, and I am its golden hue.
You’re the play and I’m the bard.
You’re the full moon, and I the dark night.
The perfect partners in every regard,
You the rain-soaked street, and me the streetlight.
Together, our beauty could touch the skies,
But it is a beauty that not everyone can see.
Sometimes invisible even to your eyes,
Forever hidden, because you didn't choose me.
I would choose you in every life,
Even if you refuse me every single time.
Even if it cuts my heart like a knife,
I shall choose you in every life,
Even if you never choose me.
- Author: Ladywithaquill ( Offline)
- Published: September 29th, 2024 17:51
- Comment from author about the poem: Midnights provide great writing inspirations
- Category: Love
- Views: 7
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