At Times You Are Mine!

The taste of desire,

The burning ring of fire,

The passion in my heart,

The bliss of your arms,

Why do the tears well up?

Why does love seem like an illusion?

At times I want to run into your arms.

At times away from you, as far as I can.

At times you heal.

At times you hurt.

At times you are mine.

At times a stranger.

At times it seems like Heaven.

At times like Earth.

Never before have I told this,

Never again shall I,

Never have I loved such.

Never have I hurt such.

Be far, be a stranger, rather in the earth than heaven,

But be there always!