For We Are the Fairytale They Envy
a million fairytales tremble at us-
they know how our love does outshine with flickering light.
sounds of swift ivory doves cry out
fleeting into the ebon night; for our love loses not insight.
never cursed or full of deep blight-
I embrace you…you hold me tight.
saturated in loneliness were you-
I knew the pain of loss and despair you carried with ease.
black ravens plague this existence,
yet you stay with me, longing for my hopelessness to cease.
descending onto my grateful knees-
I sense your essence in the breeze.
the wind blows, and gusts prevail-
intense obscurity of the calamity I faced before you attains.
emerging from the dust I was found
weeping in the forsaken land of my desolated heart’s remains.
as the tempest rages in warm rains,
your genuine adoration still sustains.
for I am but a woman craving to be near you for all of eternity-
and I shall feel this pure affection or you, my beloved…eternally.
and...
sweetheart, you are my perpetual connection,
my alleviation found in perfection-
bound by love and affection.
September 3, 2018
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