Distant in congruent time,
I may disrupt myself through,
I write your name distinctly,
After loving you.
Building a solitude,
A silent discussion by distant lovers,
Afterward in a cosy turning point,
I may hide my pride in my tears,
After loving you.
Insight of our plea,
Coming out of rosy life,
This must be our kindness in miseries,
I leave my white veil,
And get dressed as a black widow,
After loving you.
My last phrase for this sunken choice,
I view my voice in your silent ears,
You may bleaken mine in dark words,
I hardly can step the words of love,
After loving you.
I take and fly with my bleakened wings,
Till the edge of nowhere,
Where they can only find my shadow,
Without my name,
Without my tears,
Only Holy Cross.
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