Persephone's Poem

A long time ago, in the underground realm, where there are no lies or pain, there lived a Princess who dreamed of the human world... "I would not love you like the Spring, a moist and gentle unfolding. Nor would I love like Summer's heat, stealing moments in which we meet. I would not love like Autumn's night, coming swiftly at end of light. Nor would I love like Winter's snow, covering you above, below. Rather, I would love you like Time, endless, and forever, mine."

capture by Anna

'you emerge from the things filled with my soul, you are like my soul. A butterfly of dream. And you are like the word: melancholy.'

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