A flower in the darkness;

You chose the light not me.

Little did I know,

I would find myself surrounded

by words of another language.

I dwelt in my cave

You hid beneath your garments;

Yes, we were right for one another.

 

A poem for you, my darling

in a form you should recognise

But all the same, no superior emotion

Love no greater, no more powerful.

I dwell in my cave, oh pretty one

You are a flower in the darkness

Stems full of hemlock;

Yet I hold on tightly to the roots.

 

Your are a flower in the darkness

You are not nectar to the bee

Stems full of hemlock;

Poison weakens me.

 

For what it's worth, my flower

For the time outside my redbrick cave

For the touch of soft skin between only us

I must thank you.

 

Now return to the darkness, my lotus

I'll return to my cave

Never again say, 'I love you!'

And in a poisoned love; I shall never be your slave.

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Composed on Valentine's Day for my love of over three years, now gone.