Love and Pain

LIMERENCE

Answer me before I reach senescence,

For I received nothing from you but limerence,

If you can't speak the truth, then lie from your eyes,

Even if you can't lie, then close your eyes but lie still,

Till my limerence is over, but regenerate it will,

for you will be in my heart and will stay still,

Let the days go away, let the months go away in a glimpse,

Let the years fly in front of my eyes but you'll lie there without a blink,

Permit this lover's limerence lasts longer than love itself,

Imprecate upon this imbecile irrevocable immortality,

For I want to laugh at her as my limerence surpasses her life itself,

Let her hand weaken until she can't hold anything but death himself,

And still, my love for her would remain unfazed,

Gently her in the coffin before she stales like the sweetest grapes,

For she aged finer than the sweetest red wine on Earth,

Build her the most beautiful coffin borrowed from the cherry trees,

Before the cherry blossoms and slowly falls on her feet,

Let the shade of the ash tree protect her from the summer,

Let me watch her grave rot like the leaves in autumn,

And rebuild it from the fallen trees in winter,

Allow me to repeat it until the last leaf has rotten,

And the last tree has fallen,

Yet I will still emerge victorious, for my limerence defeated

Answer me before I reach senescence,

For I received nothing from you but limerence,

If you can't speak the truth, then lie from your eyes,

Even if you can't lie, then close your eyes but lie still,

Till my limerence is over, but regenerate it will,

for you will be in my heart and will stay still,

Let the days go away, let the months go away in a glimpse,

Let the years fly in front of my eyes but you'll lie there without a blink,

Permit this lover's limerence lasts longer than love itself,

Imprecate upon this imbecile irrevocable immortality,

For I want to laugh at her as my limerence surpasses her life itself,

Let her hand weaken until she can't hold anything but death himself,

And still, my love for her would remain unfazed,

Gently her in the coffin before she stales like the sweetest grapes,

For she aged finer than the sweetest red wine on Earth,

Build her the most beautiful coffin borrowed from the cherry trees,

Before the cherry blossoms and slowly falls on her feet,

Let the shade of the ash tree protect her from the summer,

Let me watch her grave rot like the leaves in autumn,

And rebuild it from the fallen trees in winter,

Allow me to repeat it until the last leaf has rotten,

And the last tree has fallen,

Yet I will still emerge victorious, for my limerence defeated

the earth and nature itself.

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