Demand Me...

Demand me.
Don't hide me from the truth.
I know you know, I know.
These dried flowers stand as a reminder
of your efforts to save me.
Every season comes and goes
so must I
Let winter come, my love
these few short months
I have to comfort
others.
I still hold your memory
dear inside me
like cradled children in
heaven's arms
Please give me this time.
I return my love
when come spring 'round the corner.
Wait at the statue of the Lady,
I shall wait.
My love, dream of me and I visit you frequently
You are the chosen of them all
to bare their pain
You can my love, find the strength.
Just believe in me,
I come again.
You shared your heart with me,
mine with yours....
But I have to go my love,
don't fill tears in your eyes.
My heart drowns every time.
Hear the violins and whistles calling me
my life,
I must go
the caverns call.
For you it is winter.
For someone else it is summer.
I share not my pain with thee
but my happiness,
yes I do.
Bind me not, but only in friendship
O how the caverns call...
Parting be painful for all.
But you go to heaven.
After you go,
I still fare in these lands,
trapped in the future and in memory.
Frozen moments.
Don't wish yourself here,
it is but a bed of roses
but my sinking days will
lead me to you some day.
I'll fare you there, my love,
That shall be my last day...
My last my love my life,
they forbade me
to give you
my being...
but you were true,
I shall be too.
I know you know, I know.
I don't hide from the truth.
Love can never be hidden.

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Fare me to a land of hope
along the garden path
to a fantasy and lore
to a forbidden cliff
Upon the valley I stare
through crystal eyes
the light shining in my eyes shall
be your light.
Somber poetry to song the valley sings
to the unattainable cliff
which lies far away, like paradise
hope in heaven they meet...
but eternity they last along each other,
one dies without the other
but still one dies with the other.
Sincere hope and faith shall bend fate
maybe and curve the path to my side
make the rocks in the sea even rounder
But it's more like the sea meeting and breaking
at the cliff repeatedly,
here and then gone,
sadly, happily
sometimes with no feeling.