Letting the empires burn!

oh sweet lavender, love me real tender,
fragrant forever, my heart meanders,
smiles to remember, a soul to surrender,
a twilight pretty amber, cheek to cheek of splendor.

mesmerizingly so he speaks,
the nerves that he confidently tweaks,
to my sheet he hastily creeps,
ignoring my petrifying weeps.

hypnotized by the charming ideals,
leaving one alluringly unsuspecting,
incessant words used to seek appeals,
enchantingly, so disappointing

it’s the animal in him,
fear takes me to the brim,
scent of my harrowing instinct,
in my eyes it’s clearly distinct!

may it be a master plan,
yet there’s nothing that stands,
inside, like a devil he awaits,
outside, like an angel he debates,

lustful thoughts as he berates,
weak and broken, the evil hesitates!
with his eyes he undresses,
into hell he regresses!

desolate, with no means to propagate,
isolate, a definite loser never to date,
a delicate hate, bitter as a rotten cake
it’s never just fate, for it is what we make,

once skeptical and cynical,
I’m now with miracles,
memories once stained,
like a beautiful glass it remains,

let the empires burn,
my head is never to turn,
sands of time, a new life chimes,
standing tall with this little rhyme!