No more inquiries and
no more remonstrance.
For it's my own volition to go
after the undying beauty.
Her prettiness dances over my eyes
haunting my sleep. Yes, besides
I impel myself to sleep to dream her theme.
You may say I'm still shattering my heart
for an ungainly love, but I know
she would mold me back.
I'm fallen into the depth of her heart and
sure! she will save me or
get prepared to cuddle my casket.
How could I...