Ardor of the Heart
By Kristina Ludwig
Wait I, grieve I, despair I, and I alone…die
It beats not, even when I futilely reminisce.
For me, you are the heart that I have neigh.
Stand I still, bliss overcomes and I regress
In time, when my heart belonged to thy, winged keeper.
To thy, thy be-grudger keep me not? But why?
You keep me unbeknownst; I am yours, blind thinker.
My heart's not mine, when you chose I couldn't cry
For with yours mine, that's where I cried, your hands.
That so cruel, denied, my heart left in your chest
Taken away, now I without. You in far, far lands.
Mutual pain was, you were hurt, pain didn't ever rest
I dealt the hand of pain to you.. as well
So it's just as well, yet I yearn for embrace.
I want to see you, Angel grounded with a spell.
You with clipped wings, I won't let you escape.
Neigh succubus, I will regain you… and me.
You're half of me, I want your grace again
My life, my pain, my love, my tears, my glee
I can't wait, pain inflicts me when apart, it rains.
Is it he? Or dream, No true you! How I ardor.
You're here, melt I, feel I, love I once more.