Curse of Fate

I love you more—my deep amore; and time to feel—and
Time to soar; and petals felt—a hidden cry; and passive
Love—a joy to die; and seek and rise—a vicious love: a
Need to strip—a precious dove; and lie and sigh—a crooked

Reign; and fall apart—when justice rangs; and motive tore—
The truth of death: a vault of hate—a secret kept; and
Such to give—a poison soft; and such to live—a passion
Harsh; and heart to sky—a sky to heart; and please demand—

An angry spark; for life is cruel—a love of pain: despite
The tears—and fervent claims; and what of soul—and
Precious rights: a field of mines—and crying lights; and so
To die—a crooked love: a tier of lies—and tragic mud; and
Thus the frame: a wealth of hate: the kelp of death: the
Curse of fate.