that what she witnessed was real
love in its early stages;
blooming starts a couple of pages
further than we are right now.
oh, my love, will you allow
things to happen as they wish?
your lips are a godly dish.
swim and have for eternity,
but soon the tides are bound to come
in, and we will see the sun
over us, in the blue sky.
looking at your eyes, i cry,
for so much melodic power
can evoke a death, devour
every cell and every pore.
i have left the previous war.
Luka.