Ways of Love

To whom it may concern,

you came
like the rain
without warning
then you are the sun
burns me
consumes me
and i to marry your warmth
almost like a shadow ?

i stood
a womanapart
but you never walked
over
and i am still
standing

you could have made
a most royal subject
worn your armour
and charged your steed
you could have swept me
off your feet -

instead
you wore your heart
on a sleeve
and asked for love
i could not give

so i tell you
a broken king
wounded your pride
when i could not queen

between us
there are bridges of words
your eyes could never burn-


it isnt through
a lack of desire
to set up what is a fire


* This isnt my artwork but my favourite poem which most likely tell everything that happen between us.