Modern Romanticism

There is no time to speak such words
Of my love, for a thousand years.
I want to kiss your eyes,
Hold your cries,
Swear the pain away
To be removed by love.

I want to wrap my arms around you,
I want to hold everything of you.
I want to kneel before you
To surrender myself.

I am nothing,
Just a lost pawn,
If I cannot have one moment
With your lips pressed to mine.

Your eyes,
Your form,
All I will endure
To protect our hold.

Our chain,
Our gain
Will remove stains,
Will cease pain.