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Wednesday, September 9, 2026

Long Road Of My Heart

Long Road Of My Heart
© Surazeus
2026 09 09

Though long road of my heart leads me to you, 
forever winding around obstacles 
across bleak landscape of lonely desire, 
I will not stop in any paradise, 
nor linger in lush garden of sweet hope, 
till I arrive at door of your calm faith. 

With trembling hand of persistent intent, 
Daphne writes verses of stark sentiment 
with quill from angel feather of despair, 
inscribing blood of devils on wood tablet 
while bitter rain of sharp ice cuts her cheek, 
streaked with bright tears of spectral innocence. 

Clutching tablet of her romantic song 
with supreme voltage of enduring faith, 
Daphne struggles to ascend mountain trail 
past trees of vital witness to her crime 
transcending arrogance of loyal love 
with pregnant prayer to find haven of hope. 

Assertive progress of her slow ascent 
across unmeasured vector of her heart 
inspires each step of volatile concern 
despite excessive magnitude of failure 
through slight displacement of velocity 
projecting force of honest ardency. 

Since long road of my heart guides me to you 
with fragile light of passion in your eyes 
that clears space beyond tangled bitterness, 
I strive with potent energy of faith 
to churn acceleration toward my goal 
though mindless nature blocks my urgent way. 

Collapsing from exhaustion of respect 
at constant blast of cold indifference, 
Daphne stumbles into fraught reference 
of disconcerting wisdom to lie prone 
on muddy path of limitless regret, 
paralyzed by agony for success. 

When Phoebus emerges from cave of dreams 
after terrible thunderstorm dissolves 
to haughty breezes rustling laurel tees, 
he finds young woman with long tangled hair 
still clutching tablet of romantic verse, 
but stiff from desertion of her faint soul. 

Reading verses written with devil blood 
that express emotion of sweet desire 
to bind their hearts matrimonial vows, 
Phoebus cradles Daphne in trembling arms, 
hoping tears of love will resurrect her, 
then wreaths his brow with laurels of respect. 



1 comment:

  1. Orpheus listens as Phoebus sings elegy for the girl whose romantic verses of true love inspire hearts of lovers to endure despite all obstacles of fate.

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