The Last Note
The light of fire where I took the vows
And that first step I gave in your house
How I mistook it to be my own!
All I wanted your presence to be worn.
But then the feelings were unsheathed
And your sharp conspiracies started to pierce my soul.
Love is not to trap and mould my dear.
Your love is to alter my core ,and you have started loving me more.
But in the table I put the last words for today.
Leaving memories of that beautiful amour.
Wrap up the good words,and filter every bad thought .I was your's and always be your's.