My Poems - 1990

Fatal Relation

O my dear why have we done
this fatal act of separation?
I shall try to find the reason
we stopped this fatal relation.

O my dear I love you so
and you own all my adoration
but for some reason I can't tell
we stopped this fatal relation.

I dream about you night and day
I'm alone in isolation
and now my dreams, thay all will stop
we stopped this fatal relation.

I don't hear the wedding bells
the joyous tintinabulation
those bells will never be for us
we stopped this fatal relation.

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