Eurydice and Orpheus

another one of my poems (enjoy)

Eurydice, dancing in the meadows

White dress, spring crown

The sun is burning, the snakes are slithering

The beautiful bride

Sink in the music

Feel the love, Drown in it

How cruel life was

The earth became hollow

Venomous, Morose

But don’t worry

Your lover will play his lyre

And crawl on hell

Too much love

Brings impatience

His eyes missed your pale skin

So he turns back

To keep himself sane

And as the legends say

The Orpheus who doesn’t turn back

Is one

Who didn’t love Eurydice.