romance

I long for Romance

To romance

Be romanced

But what left is there

Of this frail, innocent,

Delicate emotion?

In this cruel, loveless world?

Why have I been cursed

To wait eternities and eons

To discover Romance?

At this rate,

At this point of time,

I await to be led down

Into a deathbed of roses

Where I expect to have fulfilled

The need of searching for romance

Through the glass of life,

Where I will eventually

Be pricked to death

On a deathbed of roses