From flowers bloom, to blooms decayed
Like narcissus and his reflection
We fell in love beside the river
From rosy cheeks to dried bones entwined beneath the sycamore
We wander eternity together,
Wondering about a life spent in the illusion that is love.
Till eternity elapses, I will be here
When they ask; “Who do you choose?”
I will tell them even after my death;
“It will always be you.”
A dead world we have engaged,
But this love shall live
Even after my flesh has decayed,
And my thoughts died,
My bones shall forever hug you.
If death could stop us
We wouldn’t be here now,
So where the world ends,
Our love will surely transcend.
As stories of untold tales entangle with ours,
Our hearts shall uproot the smell of trust
In the cemetery of doubts.
Death was a word that held no power,
Not until my eyes laid upon you.
Some day, when words are seen as swords,
I will pierce through doubts to believe in you ..
This love is the beginning and the end for us
I promise to be here till my bone is dust
Sometimes my flaws might make you question my trust
Same way your priorities make me question your love
To me you’re an Eve, so I am trying to be Adam
You’re so dear to me like the French word l’argent
I know love is real because I am experiencing the outcome.
Your love is my most prized possession
Your smile is the light of my tunnel
Being out of reach of your love is my darkest fear
Romance may be just a line from my favorite book yet heartache is the epitome of my defeat.
Dreamy romance never departs from my thoughts
As only the sun ray guid s your truth
My love for you would never be a myth.
Oh Te amo! Oh te amo!
In the deep dark forest, between the broken woods
In your presence I surrender, upon my pride I kneel
I’ll scream internally for my voice I’ve lost
But these words, I mean, and will forever be true
Not these sacred acts, nor the mortal abuse
To rip off our flesh, and scramble our fate
Would derail the bond on our path
So even when I’m dead, and falling prey to the dust
My love would forever stay to demonstrate what I’d live for.
And as we lay at the palace of skulls,
Body hooked on body like a magnet,
We remind those that doubt that true love exists.
Even death watches in awe as his failed attempts to separate us proved fruitless.
Under the light of the moon and starry night, with trees in the wild serving as witnesses,
we consummate our love, even with weary old bones and fractured skulls.
We know they’ll tell tales about our love for it is rare, breathtaking and one of a kind.
Authored by Alplato Padmore, Darcess Dossen, William Anderson, Wainright Acquoi, Curtis Itoka, Jay Hoff, Dounard Bondo