Fleeting Love

Empty space where love should have been placed
hungry,unsatiated yet sown with hesitance.
How can one approach something so fleeting?
How can he grasp it,hold it dear?

Ages passed, pages of history written with passion
yet it is so obscure to us that which ancestors cherrished.
To follow this legacy of crimson desire and love
if only there could exist a challenge easier.

When you are so trapped that you can no longer breath
how can a lover take your breath away?
When you ceased to have a heart that beats
how can you surrender it to a dearly beloved?

Desperate search for the one that will not demand your heart
but the one that will restore it to its throne.
The one that gifting a gold crown will make you his queen
turning you from wild to gentle,tame and meek.

We heard stories about longing and yearning for this love
but can we find belonging and make it our home?
These stories filled with narrations and memories but not advices.
Have we turned so cold inside that we cannot discover the way?

Instead of kingdoms and palaces we choose to built prisons
walls that cannot be tresspassed or conquered.
Love.Not in our life but a painting we admire from distance
a herald in a glass case that we are forbidden to touch.

Where to turn in a world of lost souls,a world of fools?
If there is an answer i pray it is revealed to me, to us
for I cannot rage alone in the darkness forever
There has to be a grail waiting for me to drink its wine
There has to be a candle that will guide me back to love.