Baskadia

I.

Your love devours me like a sword,

It wounds me deeply,

In the silent nights,

I hear your breaths dwelling in the depths of my heart,

Like an ancient song,

Sneaking into my soul,

Opening wounds that never healed.

II.

I see you everywhere,

In every shadow,

As if you are a ghost that never fades,

You inhabit the details of my life,

Weaving from the threads of longing,

A garment of nostalgia,

Wrapping me,

Choking me,

And freeing me at the same time.

III.

Your love,

Like a storm,

Sweeps over me,

Uproots my roots,

And plants me in a new land,

A land of dreams,

Illusions,

And suspended hopes.

IV.

You,

The wound and the balm,

The light and the shadows,

You sparkle in the sky of my heart,

Like a passing meteor,

Illuminating the night of emotions,

Leaving behind an indelible mark.

V.

I love you,

You are the pulse that revives my heart,

The dream that haunts me,

The secret that confounds me,

You dwell in my depths,

And become a part of me,

Inseparable,

And eternal.

🩶 Queen 🩶