Burning Papers-love poems

Love Soldier

I am the thrilled voice addressing time,
an echo that shall be preserved,
through the sovereigns of the present,
and the servants of eternity,
 

History shall place me a statue,
that remain to forever continue,
to reveal the prominence of my wisdoms,
for treasured patience of love victims,

Have I held your senses in the innocence of my eyes,
for I've been a prisoner of your unfaithful tears,
I've been the mountains that detained your grounds,
and the rosses that painted you gardens,

 Flowers shall never wail for waters,
it would rather rot in its roots,
For I am a soldier that never wails for your love,
I would rather die in the civil wars of my minds.