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The Martyr of Love

April 18, 2014
By TenerScriptor BRONZE, Kozani, Other
TenerScriptor BRONZE, Kozani, Other
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Your words, your eyes, your smile
The rose you held inside your soul
The mesmerism of your existence
Thrust a dagger inside my heart
Alas! What luscious pain it was!
Through grief and despair I witted bliss

I offered you my heart, for it was never mine
It had always been yours
Since the day I met you – and even before that
since the very genesis of love
For we were meant to love each other
And your dagger was meant to hurt me
and show me how sweet love hurts

But, alas, I'm just a mortal – I bleed, too
Though the dagger drives my soul to the realm of love
the dagger drives my body to the the realm of death
Every dawn I'm loving you more and more
Every dusk I'm dying more and more
And when my shell perishes, I finally gasp “I love you”
Then I am reborn again

Doomed or Blessed
To love and die forever


The author's comments:
Is love a martyrdom? Is it a step closer to grief, despair, torture and torment, or to bliss, euphoria, redemption and salvation? Is falling in love similar to dying and be reborn perpetually? Is it our death or our life?

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