My Stella63

- -My Stella - -63 Why have you left me? Wilt thou live out 'side me onmy death bed? Wilt thou look into my eyes, the moment of my expiration? No, I know thou wilt not. Life wilt take thee away far from me. I wilt die without thy view pitiful to me. The merciless hands of life might not allow thee to weep for me. No need to weep my love, no reason to wail for my demise. I lived with thee and myheartluxuriant and teeming with thy love wilt live even after my cessation. I am possessed and out of fullness I fall to emptiness. The dark cloudy night and half moon's mazy light sends scimitar for my soul drooping to drop. The howling night and abrupt outcry of a group of cormorant crow, woodpecker and kingfisher become my Requiem. Will death be blank to start again by hades? Will the rivers -Acheron, cocytus, Phlegethon, Styx and Lethe play wanton on my loaded heart? Will cerberus close the door to kingdom? No, thy love is heavenly and thy image is the Elysian field. Thou art my Hermione, beauty's lass and my heart's season of eternity and rest beyond breath and beat.