Unholy demon, 

Trapped by a hex,

Writhing and tortured,

From me be annexed!

You curse me,

And bind me,

Both day and blasted night,

I can't any longer,

understand my own light.

A history of secrets,

And whispers of pain,

Both blown out of proportion,

Yet the effects still remain...

Is it Love?

How to know?

They say you know it when you lose it.

Not an option,

Not acceptable,

Never will I give it up;

Yet somehow my heart now feels far from me, 

As though someone else holds it and,

Pain though it be,

I still would give it to her willingly,

For my feelings far outweigh any pain, 

And even that which burns seems glorious, 

For it comes from her.

How can I stand it?

She always intrudes, 

On my most private moments,

And when I seek her... Eludes.

She loves me,

Spoken truly,

The words straight from her mouth,

And to hear them, 

Effulgent, resplendent, glorious euphoria!

To know I am far from her,

Painful, sorrow, distracting, Wrong.

How we will manage, 

I haven't a clue,

Yet time immemorial proves we can-Will do it too.

So prepare for a storm, 

My mind turns from dark to light,

As with every fiber of my being will then,

Strive to fight,

And soon we will win,

My hearts shade I'll hold,

So be it till time ends in peace,

Adieu.

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(A/N) Hello! I'm not dead!!! HOORAY!!! I haven't been able to think of poetry for a while, and this was a draft in my folder for far too long. So I finished it. The beginning part was written before my "heart's shade", the girl that stole my heart, was told I loved her; I had only just started to realize my feelings at that point, but the rest is written after we told each-other.  I'm back, and I'll stay for a while, and I'll stay for as long as I can. :)

Your Poet,

~ShadeFinder  <(0^0)>