You were a labyrinth into which I ventured with desire
You were a labyrinth into which I ventured with desire,
the threads of your words weaving me tightly,
a mortal caught in an endless tragedy, a myth.
Each kiss was an elegy of falling stars,
each touch, a funeral song of the deep night.
You wore your sadness like a crown of shadows,
and I—your destined fool—bowed under its cursed brilliance.
Tell me, beloved:
if love is a crucible of destiny,
was my heart the precious ore you refined,
or the forgotten dross cast into the winds of oblivion?
And even now, I wear your absence like a mantle of burning fire—
a seal of ruin woven into my soul, which I cannot unravel.
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