Souls have indeed become one
a glorious goal attained and strengthen
yearning for the warmth touch of springtime
to dream, to live and to die in sublime
until the voice said love is not lust, lust is not love
Then the angel went down from heaven above
the paradise starts crumbling down
while the ocean flows and runs to drown
the keeper of the heart is now divided
standing on the edge of a cliff misguided
Chaos and confusion spread throughout eternity
to halt the fallen quickly on its way to ambiguity
doubts the second coming of the thief
awaken and afraid to challenge my belief
the house of mirrors suddenly appears
broken into bits as the eye flow with tears
Wandering in paradise lost alone
wings of death just swept the tombstone
never to cease the faith and hope
for the search is at an end able to cope
still the key remains to the guardian of heart
holding strong forever and never to tear them apart
M.
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