love,underground...

she one day died,
he now had pain,
the weight of love,
as he stands alone,
in the burial ground...

in the burial ground,
the soil under his feet,
is of decay and very weak,
has no bearing capacity,
he is sinking in,love on him...

the old corpses,
underneath,
laugh at him,
call out loud,
"a wasted life,
a silly sacrifice!"

he never cared,
because,
it's the virtue,
of his selfishness;
he would never let,
she have all the love,
they had...he did not
want, a empty void...


death had embraced,
but he would'n die,
he was love'sembodiment,
though sinking down,
to underground...


he lived love,
underground,
without air,
he did not,
suffocate...

underground,
he met her,
they mate,
they wait,
they knew,
nothing is permanent...

above,one day...
the wind blows,
the clouds cry,
underground,
trickled rain...

him,her,love,
together,dissolve...
they use ,the decay,
they absolve,
the soil,
make it fertile...


they absolve,
the soil,
they sprout,
from inside,
grow into a tree,
flower and fruit,
seeds of love...

on the fruits
and flowers,
birds and
butterflies,
feed,respectively...


they sing happily
"love never dies,
if so,it's a mere,
convenience,
a lovely lie..."