Abandoned Forum

[TheCountess]

Is written especially to The Black Count

(tis a song. make your own tune and hum along)

To live each day without the joy of your smile
Makes living each day hardly worthwhile
Your touch, your taste, your every kiss
I cannot live without the beauty of this
I wilt and fade on blood-stained sheets
Listen quietly to a dying heartbeat

I love you more than spring flowers love the sun
I love you more than anyone
When the sun goes away flowers wilt and die
They wilt and die and so will I

To lose your warmth is to lose all light
Nothing to keep me through the night
Petals crushed beneath a fist
Nothing hurts more than this
Light fades fast, my soul is gone
I cannot live though love lingers on

I love you more than spring flowers love the sun
I love you more than anyone
When the sun goes away flowers wilt and die
They wilt and die and so will I

You will not miss my passage dear
How can you know when you're not here?
The sun has faded from the sky
Leaving the flowers and me to die
Without your presence, your laugh or smile
Life is forfeit, it's not worthwhile

The sun has faded from the sky
Leaving the flowers and me to die
Me to die...

[Astarte]

That is so beautiful Countess.

The pain is crushing, it is unbearable.

And then, a broken heart can lie inside us like a lump of black coal long, long, after the dreadful pain within it has gone.

But I promise you faithfully, that one day when you least expect it, something will happen. I don't know what, but I do know that the coal will suddenly crumble into dust and your heart will start beating again and the sadness will go.

This is a true and faithful promise.

[TheCountess]

Thanks Astarte. I just wish I could see the light at the end of the tunnel now. Having your heart repeatedly is never fun.

[TheCountess]

I mean repeatedly torn out. But I'm rather drunk right now thus the missing words.

[Astarte]

Everybody has their broken at some stage in their lives. It is devastating.

There's someone else out there waiting for someone as special as you to come into his life.

A kind and considerate man that will love you no matter what. Love isn't mean and cruel, Countess, it is sustaining.

You will be happy again, with someone else. Someone that will love you as you deserve to be loved.

[nil]

My heart is hard as iron,
and it can never be broken;

And when I write poem,
it tastes like corny,
rather than honey;

Sometimes sadness is a blessing,
Sometimes pain is a grace,
it's like when you add salt to sweeten the apple.

The beauty of a flower is its petals will fall...
The dullness of a stone is it can never be hurt.

Would you envy people like me with no feeling at all?
Or rather keep you fragile heart, broken once a while?

( that's the kind of poem you will write when you read more computer manuals than Shakespeare...)

[Astarte]

You talk the talk, nil, but I don't think you walk the walk.....

I think you are a very kind-hearted and feeling person, and I think it's lovely that you tried to cheer up The Countess with your poem.

[punk04]

yes that is quite nice of you lol