Achievements – what are they?
They’ll vanish when I’m gone,
and though my heart is young
my soul is ancient-old.
I’ve known sorrow, known pleasure,
and love is all I have to show,
a love impeding every chance to grow
and yet I seem to wish it so.
Love, what are you?
The dying breath of longing and desire
when you cause all that I admire
to fade into reality.