My Angelic Thief

This poem tells about how far and deep love can affect and mould us into nothingness, but the abstractness of love itself.

The moon envies the radiance of your face

The wind envies the chime of your laugh

The flowers envy the sweetness of your scent

The stars envy the sparkle of your eyes

 

You are my angelic thief

Stealing from them and from me

Poor them, poor me

Take my heart, take my soul

As a trade for your love honey

It is the only cure for my lovesickness

 

My angelic thief,

You have taken the essence of me

Of my being, of my existence

Yet, in my nothingness I feel complete

Yet, in my nothingness I feel alive

 

I may have lost everything

And am waiting for the regret to come

Yet, in my loss, I feel no regret

Perhaps, the regret itself has lost its way

In your intoxicating beauty

Take me, hold me prisoner in my own self

I surrender all my own to you,

My angelic thief…

 

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Reviews

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Wonderfully written and emotional, enjoyed.