... it was supposed to be romantic

... it was supposed to be romantic

but the smile vanished when

the value of a piece material

won over the trust of a heart

to take greater care of such possession.

... it was supposed to be romantic

when she's smile at the sight of him

knowing by heart that his words of forever

were only words carried by the wind

and soon might vanish when

the heart of care fades.

... it was supposed to be romantic

when she learnt every trinket in his chamber

is special, valued, whispered a story, and had

sailed the ships of greater history.

Yet, she took risk of

committing a sin.

... it was just a sin of taking part of

his soul to love, to stay warm with 

while the sea parted them once again

for another time being until

they gain more strength to pull

into each other's arms again.

... it was supposed to be affectionated

by words of passion that then turned

into intimate touch and should such

feeling carry on by a single possession,

only to be greeted by hurtful and

wrongful care.

... it was simply a bold gesture

to walk down the promised path,

to prove their words aren't make-believe,

and simply her romantic, foolish soul

leading the way,

to be the Queen to her King.

... it was supposed to be warm

but it turned cold by touch, and

she wouldn't dare to wear his treasure

as she intended to keep their affection warmth,

because of fear she might impure

his valued belonging.

... it was supposed to be romantic 

and she wishes to ask for forgiveness

for being foolish,

for allowing her heart to take lead,

for wanting to preserve the memory of his touch,

and for adoring romance.

... it was supposed to be romantic

...

..

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