to the man i once loved: a poetry

I'll take you to the end of world--

I'll take you to the end of world--
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What is sin... as to loving you?

Bells echo and jive the tunes of death--
and end approved by solitude--
isolated to mingle with world's rare Breaths--
The world turns and views the lantern
of the flying ghosts (their wings--burnt)
and so am I--forced to live and die--

Beside your grave, laideth mine--
collapsing with your corpse--
ravishing to hate the heart's design--
but here we--lying side to side under the ground--
sleeping like death--resting--
forgetting to be human--
regretting to be human--
but here we--lying side to side--
breathless--and silently speaking--
calmly lurking the world underground
and here we--silently loving--

and loving and sinless...

©bell (Philophobia)