My Heart Doth Decievith My Soul

My heart doth decievith my wiered soul
It believes there's a hope, from in a realm that nothing real can live.
My eyes, they see this appiarition, it trys to convince me of something I know is not real.
Mind ,oh tempted mind,all those many thoughts,
please, please,
blind from that moment in time.
My ears hear your words, they come spiraling at me, echoing, from a past I've long let go.
Your voice and your distinctive inflections adhere to my beating heart, weighing on the pace.
Yet my body, in its whole, refuses to release your memory.
You've covered me, with this invisible vail, it refuses to let me move on. The Only thing your left with is a resemblance of a long lost soul.
...Now and again...
I reach forward, for a hand to will me to present
but this grip from my past holds secure and slows my progression ahead. It reminds me of its pleasures I drank.
Please, gift me some control I can wield over my senses, even for only a hour, to allow me a moments escape from this cross that I'm bound to.
...Please...
for our love, release me from my mind, this taunting desire, I whole heartily repent.
...But...
If I do, will my heart learn to regret this request?
It must be known...
I wish to be liberated from these chains that hold me here with you.
I want you to know, you alone, conquered my soul. With that you weakened my wanting spirit.
I wish in this moment I could tell you,
my bounded love has been released and is free. Although wishing it to be so, doesn't make it a real.
...But...
...Tell me this...
Is it unfortunate that it remains?
...Or...
Is to love at all, even from the past ,
a gift that should not be disregarded.
Can any one person proclaim it more agreeable to have not loved at all?
...No... ...No...
I've loved another ,as a mortal and that is the reason to any life's existence. To know of love, whether it is in the present or one from your past, is to have experienced life's greatest gift, One pure emotion that never leaves or it wasn't love at all.
..For where there were two in love..
There Was One Complete Being Resembling The True Image Of
...God...
© Rebel Reaper