Pride Or Love

A girl whose beauty springs from her heart-, her image in the album of my mind- is like a golden waxing moon exhaling torrent of light into a river, but she in her real self is my love, this is us in the planet of joy. . . We shared poems to share joy, but hers clinged to my heart. with a promise of an eternal love, which her words inscribed in my mind, like the golden tears pouring into the river, from the meek eyes of the moon. . We once sat under the moon, with the golden light wetting us with joy. You talked and poured an endless river- of bliss and tranquility into my heart, you have cleared the field of my mind- and planted roses of love. . But now that I am for you, oh love- why have you erased my pride? like the moon that vanish at the birth of the sun. My mind used to caress pride with joy- but now that love is in my heart I have lost my pride's river. . You spat into me like a dirty river- because I am now enslaved by love which govern the realm of my heart, like over the night does the moon, but I will enjoy the slavery with joy and erase every pride from my mind. . It took me a while to cast away my mind from pride's river, although it seem like I was loosing my joy- but much joy I now will receive from love, So let me write a poem to you under the moon, to tell you that love is better than pride in my heart. . My heart wont hold pride and love- so let me accept love for it is a moon in the river of my mind. oh my dear, be my joy.