All I can ever offer is pain in its purest form,
The worst of all heartbreaks within its cruelest
norm;
I still however offer love & comfort &
passion of the skies,
Never will I dilute that with deceit or baseless
lies.
I will be water to your fire, still never let it
burn out,
Will linger throughout your life without any doubt;
Adding sparkles to your smiles till it dazzles the
world apart,
You will find eternal warmth within your aching
heart.
Maybe in the very end you will still crash and
burn,
Love in all its fury is something you will still
learn;
Cannot promise that it won’t end with excruciating
pain,
It will be deadly as cyanide still sweet as
champagne.
