Eternity

In thou art for thought as poetry
Rips thy heart  ment to love for eternity
I shall Zeus lighting from my fingertips upon your darkest page
I shall flood your gates of despair with Poseidon's rage
I shalt fear,
I shalt take no to ear
I shalt walk the lonely road hoping for a miracle out of the blue to draw you nearer
No,
Who sedeth that I was cursed to stay cold?
Who sedeth was to live in between holes till I withered old?
Nay!
For even the most high eventually turn to dust
Then why not the heartless to love and not to lust?
Why not thee forgive and begin to trust?
Why not thee believe and give one more chance?
To heart that we fall, and let come what may
My heart is not that of gold, but it's silver lining may hopefully make your day