To die from love right now
Would be a bless from the gods
Though they've showed no mercy to my soul
And compassion has always been denied
The memories of you, with my death
To the heavens they shall fly
They'll stay within the clouds
And descend in form of rain
They'll be the tears I could not cry
They'll be life among the dead
The memories of you
painted with the grace of your voice
Are the greatest treasures
That in my mind I hold
A blessing from my heart
Wherever you may go…
OMG… yes another poem… yes… I know its not that good… but what the heck… nn if you don't like it… comment … if you did… then comment… of course I'm not going to force you into doing so… but it doesn't take too much time you know?… I'll appreciate it… keep an eye out for more… of my 'poems'… this was inspired by the moment where Erik tells Christine to leave with Raoul….