Spell

by Alya   Sep 17, 2004


Hear Love, My Love,
I talk to you.
But words are weak
They'd not come through.
A thousand years
I waited for you,
And ten times as much.
I did, and I do.
Bound by spell,
Bound by heart...
Ten thousand years
After we part.
I know you are scared
Of feelings and pain.
I know that you think
It all is in vain.
My Love, sweet Love,
Don't fight what is true.
From sky above
It is sent to you.
Like butterfly,
My Love, you flee,
And turn your soul,
And back on me.
You push away,
You want to hurt.
Your silence is worse
Than any word.
By my free will
I set you free.
Flee Love, My Love.
So mote it be.

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  • 19 years ago

    by Jacki

    Oh i've added you to my favorites, I really enjoy these types of poem and you are the first one who writes down what I think but never really find the words to put them in poetry form.