Monday, August 28, 2006

A prayer

And now you ask of me to learn
and live without the love I need.
You should have ended it by killing me
if there's no more love that's left for me.

But yet I live, I breathe.
I dream the day that you and I will meet.
And it is you, my Goddess Love,
in whom I do believe.

0 Comments:

Post a Comment

<< Home