Eva The Adorer Poem by tree Ryd

The heart of Eva,
restless waiting for love...
She just can be an adorer
who lives silent in the secret place...

Her mouth is be locked...
She just stand and see,
Adam, her love
pass by and never look back...

Let spine stab her heart
Let her blood stream for love...
The more hurt her scar, then
the more beautiful her love...

She willing to be threw by stones
but she just keep quiet...
Because She is Eva the Adorer
who always lives in miseries of love...


15 July 2005