~~~Douce my love and my life~~~

A wondrous little girl. [Twisted in a sense]
Douce your pain with my blood.
Foe our love has never ended.
But it will.
It will end when the moon goes dark.
It will end when the trees turn green.
It will end when.....
My sins have caught up with me.
A wise old man...
Forgive us for our sins,
And those who have sinned against us.
So when it ends... be afraid.
Douce my life with hot wax from a candle.
Put it out with all your might.
Douce your pain with my blood.
For our love will never end.

By Rochelle Frechette
Published: 8/20/2006		 Your Contributions: Tell us a Poem! You don't have to be a Buzzle.com author to contribute to Poetry Bee. Submit a poem of your own right now!
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