Lover of my Lover

Lover of my lover, fare her well I bid,

You can reform her memories all too well,

Lover of my lover, she wants to forget me,

Take heed and clasp her hands in yours,

Before she could really see.

My fingers through her hands,

My lips on her lips,

The heavenly bliss,

And the light that moved through my chest,

When our eyes met.

Lover of my lover, more than our bodies our souls spilled,

Maybe to her it was only something that happened,

In twixt her palms my heart I left split.

That smile between our kiss,

That smell of her schism,

That embracing each other on our meetings,

Those feelings, you did seem to lose them.

Lover of my lover, I wish to go in past and never let you this chance gain,

All I see, is you giving her hell all over again,

White flowers died red when tears from a statue bled,

A memorabilia of happiness in the end is all that remain.