Passion's Death..

Princess of daylight
Of moonlight beams
Of a starry night
That holds the screams

I besiege you
Come out of the dark
Change my life
Ignite that spark

I am but a whisper
Of your breath
The seed that feeds off
Of your shining rays

Of a cold winter of the heart
The chills that fill my soul create a turbulent start

I cannot fathom life
I cannot understand you
I try to push you away
But the farther I push, the more I want you back

Tell me what it is I am to do?
When you would not allow an interlude?

In my heart
I am torn
In my soul
I am lost
In my life
I have no belief
The chosen path
Consequences defeat

I grow old as nature would pass me by
Is this the way that I shall always live my life?
The red rose in my hand
Petals flow in the air
Has passion died?
Is there no more flair?