The Resurrection Of Painted Skin 2: Desires Poem by iris shih

Love …
As if thousand words unsaid
Casted away and chased from those in hell

Love …
As if one who long desired
Yet, it hurts as if million pins of sire

Love …
One who once thought its meant to be
Since … when?
And where it ends?

Love …
It once tried hard to get
What's yielded is meant to be sad

Love …
Once one said courage was what it takes
Couldn't feel anything as if blocks of ice that breaks

Love …
Once one thought it was everything
Yet … along the evolution of one's end
Revealing one's true self

Love …
Things belonged to human's herb
As if one and the only one myth that's once heard
Without any forms yet all forms hurt

Love …
As if candies from one heaven
Which truly reveals to the desire of becoming one's blood and flesh
As if it's not meant to be
But it's meant to be

Love … Could it be truly heard…?