Love Poem for a Priestess
Her eyes were emeralds
Which sparkled as they stare
How I long to touch her so
Such feelings I could not bear
She speaks to me as if an angel
Did God send one to me?
Probably no, probably yes
Yet she makes me soar high the mountain’s crest
I speak ill and she cries
I should laugh if she’s ‘fraid of mice
But I could not do it anymore
Maybe I can’t bear seeing her eyes sore
I want to feel her near me
I want to kiss her suddenly
But soon, she and I again must flee
To a new place and travel happily
If ever we should part
Without me learning to steal her heart
Then heaven forbid, I should say,
God, take my life, I should die anyway
Whoever sees this should know
That even an evil heart may learn
Yet it’s hard for me to show
If she is not paying any attention
Yet let it be this way
I don’t care, I won’t pray
As long as she’s here, it’s okay
And by her side I’ll always stay…