I alone know my true feelings for you,
Of wild passions awakened…
In a seemingly innocent fashion.
Born an eternally unsatisfied monster,
Constantly craving, yearning to fill that bottomless cup…
Till it overflows with a blessed syrup friction.
Yet in this distancing ship's memory,
Slowly fading liking that of milk forgotten in the sun,
I must let go of that which isn't mine to hold.
What lies between us…
Wilted like a starved rose.
Bitter-sweetness arises a chance meet,
Yet a thousand lite years of time,
Is the desired measure.
Where in flesh can never bruise flesh,
Even forced into the professional greeting.
I care not to see my light set upon your features,
Naught even for half a heart's beating pulse.
Amnesia being the desired cloak,
To cast away this unrequited love's tragedy
No! I say no more,
Save the strength boiled in my chest,
For that union more deserving.
An eternity of loyal praise
I await fate's second coming.
Then to say no more…
I say no more.