Oh lady, so beautiful and passionate,
That I have never felt love before,
Your bright light in me doesn't sustain,
For my soul is cold at its core.
This passion does not move me,
Nor the tenderness it brings,
In my chest, there is no emotion,
Neither happiness nor peace rings.
It's not your grace's fault,
Nor your gentle sweetness fair,
It's only my own downfall,
That prevents me from loving as her.
May she find a true love,
That keeps her from all pain,
For I am but a passing traveler,
Who never boils in love's flame.
Gosta de poesias? Vem pro Lira+Verso. Read more about LIRA+VERSO.
Thank you for reading!
We can keep Inkspired for free by displaying Ads to our visitors. Please, support us by whitelisting or deactivating the AdBlocker.
After doing it, please reload the website to continue using Inkspired normally.