How can you defy the beauty
that when love comes forth
it flies upon golden wings
and that every memory
paints a feather the gold tinge
but though love is immortal
a humans love withers with
each passing beautiful flower
that dies in the lustful wind
a humans love could never last
through the untold ages
for their life span is faltered
and love can never succeed in this.
If the memories are somehow
swiped off those golden wings
then every feather that falls
burns in the flames of regret
A sea of dark wild fires
a thousand miles of tears
will drown out all remembrance
as forgetfulness proceeds
to fill your capacity of love.
Replaced with black wings
coated with the darkness of night
left all alone in solitude
but will find salvation in flight
may this mysterious freedom
be your only soul desire
love means nothing more
than the blood that was wasted
Even if truth predicted the stars
Love would die at the end forevermore.
