Desire's Sonnet
Can you not see that we are both the same?
Having you became my chaotic drive
Like demons that were not meant to be tame
Hugging your leg with your knife in my side
Desiring your heart would never end
But you became my deepest agony
Your want for my guilty head would not bend
Making hearts an eternal cavity
My desperate cry to be in your presence
Myself, your shield, from the ill-fated knife
I was to blame for the wretched menace
My sorrow and remorse for the lost strife
In my love I had my last living breath
With hope that you will never find your death
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