and ill be dead
shall I release
the confession of my love
with my last breathe?
no it will leave this world
with me.
I need some pleasure where
I am going.
pain and horror
will fade away
with the image
of your beauty.
eternity will fade away
like clicks of the clock
that stands in a dark hall
as long as I can relive that days
the moments
in which my fingers
ran through your hair
and caressed your lips.
my hell
will be a heaven
as long as I have you.