Save Me

He was a man with passions that I could not fulfill….

The chalice of true love filled with the abundance of pure innocence and sensitivity yet so slight; so very gentle making you seem to me as though I am untouchable….

but your heart is like a locket I wish oh how I wish to open

but alas,

cannot….

for that which i have found at last is empty and stays locked away in the maze of your garden….

that; which hid the fruit of love with which he’d commence with was the true source of all that was love….

At first he needed someone who could love him…..

and he and most other men were always right about this when they followed their hearts and looked inside their souls….

but then he thought mostly;

who would be the right one herself…..

He was a capable man who never tread in his own sunlight under his own golden sun….

But in the moonlight I think of you and say to myself….

“And if you are to love;

love as the moon loves;

it does not unveil the night-it only unveils the beauty of the dark…..” (1)

the darkness of that which is your soul….

and that of you I love because

my darling…..

thee only one thing that is killing you and one thing that is not….

is love and hate…..

choose your poisons wisely…..

“may you touch dragonflies and stars;

dance with fairies and talk to the moon….” (2)

for he was drunk on thee idea that love and only love could save him….

(1) – Al-thibeh Isra

(2) – Anonymous