Everlasting Love

I thought your love would prove an endless art,

deep-rooted in the chamber of your heart;

yet mind and soul were torn and pulled apart

in that harsh tug-of-war of mere surviving.

Since the rules of love are constantly breaking,

a promise given by a lion’s heart

to choose grim death instead of sparing part.

Alas, those words were only masquerading.

Nevertheless, I still cling to this love

because no other soul is near my world

your presence settles on me like a glove,

and though my spirit’s fallen foul and whirled,

this heart of mine can never rise above:

I carry deadly love through the afterworld.

©2026, Vasiliki Papadopoulou