How is it that I must be, Emmi?

How is it that every breath be so empowering that I'd never tremble to go ahead?

How is it that my being shall surpass the wrath of contemplation… the agony of desire? I seek an answer from you Emmi… heed me



She loves you… more than you can fathom…

Her heart speaks… as your mind seeks… she dances upon the horizon…

She gazes at you … standing in awe of the love she contains for you…

This is reality dear Imera… And all illusion.. it does subdue



My heart no longer seeks… it is my mind that forever weeps… as I fail to call her mine… until I realise… that my being... is all about enchanting her… in our rhythm so empowering… a rhythm so divine…



Surrender Imera… Surrender

She is the rose you shall forever splendour

Do not be a seeker… as you may never find the light you seek

She will enchant you… romance you… as you're being swept away… from shore to shore… peak to peak…



I am of faith , Emmi…

She is faith to me…

Our love shall forever be… throughout hell on Earth… throughout realms of forsaken reality…

As it is I in her… It is her in Me… and this truth shall forever be… Eternally…

Ish~aan