The Woman i Desire to Marry

Being water, it is an odd combination to bring fire and water together. Sometimes the world requires two opposing elements to join in order to create a reaction of birth. Steem. I am writing a poem in honor of the lady i would be honored to marry one day, for she is with another man at the moment and I am patiently awaiting her return. While respecting her distance and feelings, I must express my love in ways that she will never see, but most of all will be heard by others. Love is a beautiful essence that only few truly get to cherish. Others go through life trying to posses love as if it were theirs to hold, much like the steem created from fire and water, love is not for the beholder to contain, but it is an essence that freely flows between vessels and decides who is worthy.

Fur meine Liebhaber

When darkness became my shroud you burned so i could feel the ground falling to my knees questioning all above you furthered me on, with your unquestioning love evaporating into condensation i rose far above my head you allowed me to conquer the weakness that one day could make me dead depression struck me once again yet fire was right around the corner carrying the light being the leading torch burner feugo, feuer, fire my deepest churning desire you allowed me to hold onto hope bringing back my energy to inspire to the woman i so humbly wish to marry for it may be my turn to carry i would be honored upon your return first i must prove myself in order to earn Meine liebhaber, i pray for your return swiftly know that i would wait until fifty fifty only a second longer allowing me to wait even longer for your return to be swiftly it would be the greatest wish that the heavens grant to me I miss you fire. Fur mein Feuer.