The Diary Of Tears ( One )

One day before my heart was born, I ascended the heights of love and thought of marvelous domes and sunshine quivering my eyes and my lids
But when I have reached love-rays lovingly seeking warmth and sacred fire, I was slapped with harmful heat.
And with pity waited I, a merciful touch
But behold, the touch was a furious push
And the push was a raging hand left eagerly on the cheeks of my heart
Therefor I descended the heights of love with tears in my eyes
And humiliation on my lips.
Then with hope and gratitude I again ascended the heights of love
And wished of wondrous dreams and great elations
But with push more furious, Love had descended me back to my downs
And alone I am left, pale and unwanted
And today, in this hour of humiliation, I sit in the down of my downs
Peering still at the heights of love
With tear in my eye
And curled smile on my lips

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