My darling Laura
Beautiful girl of my eternal dreams
One whose love blossom bright in my heart like Spring's roses
Laura
My heartbeat
Mortal whose lips possess potions as morphine
One that makes me fall uncontrollably
Fairest damsel who elightens my soul
Brighter than the scorching sun
One who is the air in my oxygen
I'm still waiting
I'm holding on forever
To the day fate will cause a paradigm shift
And swiftly to me thy tender heart will run again
My white-headed Laura
It's been ages since you walked away from my heart
leaving scars of large footprints
Ones that make my soul sway precariously
Like trees shaken by violent storms in the forest
Each daring moment I stretch out to gain balance
My vulnerable mind intractably slip,
Back into the loving memories we made
I fall right suddenly again
Into the turmoil of brokenness you plague me with
My sweet beauty
You've left me with hard and long nights
China's Great Wall could even collapse from the flood of my salty tears
Till now I can't remember your last words
The faceless moon mourns your absence with me
The only thing I can vividly recall is the violent slamming
And the inhumane locking
Of the creaky door against my heart
Shutting it tight
Taking another path
And leaving me to suffocate beyond Love's reach
Till now I'm wandering with the bullets in my body
The ones you shot me with so deep by walking away
The uncompromising steps you took Farther from my heart
The non-stop of gushing blood from the part of my heart you reside
Is this life??
My dearest Laura !
The pacy hands of time is speeding on
That envious clock carest not what I feel
All night long I bow my teary face with elbow on knees
As these skinny palms enfold my head that's running wild
And now
These hands of mine are aging old
They're shaky and weary
The pen moves unevenly upon the crumpled sheet
But before I draw my last breath
And perish from the dire need of this lost love
Let me once more seep these words in your soul
That I'll forever wear my heart upon my sleeve
And even if I'm gone now
My dead bones will once more leap with joy
If only you lament upon my coffin:
"That I used to love him"