I Loved You More Than I Should Have Had

I loved you more than I should have had; I could no longer hold my ardent love inside; A such passion needed to be imparted; and sad, Too late to realise it was all in vain because your pride; You would not let me love you more than I already did, Yet in conceit, you with my love's energy your ego fed. But to me, my darling—you were the air I breathe—my life; The dream I dreamt when I was a little girl—the purest love! My love for you, my inner child has brought to life: Electrifying senses—fire magnetised in love! Through you, I have touched the magic of the invisible, And I have found the secret gate to make it palpable. Through loving you I felt the girl in me—I felt the woman For the first time, timidly sensing her own femininity; Euphorically beguiled by you—by you, my Man! And as a saint I felt as well, closer to divinity; But my human-warmth for a cold-blooded serpent, My heart in fear has frozen; and yet, —it is still fervent.