like a flower across the deserts face
rare things the sun will not embrace,
attempt to succor and strengthen thus.
to what avail? as seen but thus
the flower, in the desert blooms,
but soon to die. forever doomed.
and thus our small romance.
rebel against the heart made tough,
not by hardship.
but by plenty.... without hell,
heaven withhold its glory
the contradiction comes to hoary,
and to see the one we need the other.
What is hell if there is no heaven to dream of?
when with you i make my first mistake.
greedily i race towards the goal.
i thirst! i try to drink the lake.
when perfection lays in just the bowl.
to saturate the ground but kills the flowers.
the desert sun trys to give them food.
but kills the fun and ruins the mood.
i am alone again. but alas
ive learnt my lesson. love will pass.
if i do not give it room to grow!
hardships cause strength in a beast.
fight past the problems in its years
and past the hardships, then at least
it learns to survive. and face its fears.