The Woman i Desire to Marry
Being water, it is an odd combination to bring fire and water together. Sometimes the world requires two opposing elements to join in order to create a reaction of birth. Steem.
I am writing a poem in honor of the lady i would be honored to marry one day, for she is with another man at the moment and I am patiently awaiting her return. While respecting her distance and feelings, I must express my love in ways that she will never see, but most of all will be heard by others. Love is a beautiful essence that only few truly get to cherish. Others go through life trying to posses love as if it were theirs to hold, much like the steem created from fire and water, love is not for the beholder to contain, but it is an essence that freely flows between vessels and decides who is worthy.
Fur meine Liebhaber
When darkness became my shroud
you burned so i could feel the ground
falling to my knees questioning all above
you furthered me on, with your unquestioning love
evaporating into condensation
i rose far above my head
you allowed me to conquer the weakness
that one day could make me dead
depression struck me once again
yet fire was right around the corner
carrying the light being the leading torch burner
feugo, feuer, fire
my deepest churning desire
you allowed me to hold onto hope
bringing back my energy to inspire
to the woman i so humbly wish to marry
for it may be my turn to carry
i would be honored upon your return
first i must prove myself in order to earn
Meine liebhaber,
i pray for your return swiftly
know that i would wait until fifty
fifty only a second longer
allowing me to wait even longer
for your return to be swiftly
it would be the greatest wish that the heavens grant to me
I miss you fire.
Fur mein Feuer.