The Sultana of my Crown

 

You was mine,

I does but doesn't existed,

Sometimes i've said,

Sometimes I was quiet,

I didn't even knew what it was,

Since from the ancient times,

But being mine,

I doesn't took for granted,

I just simply gave,

I've created walls between us by myself,

But the years were strong,

Like these worlds,when they became stronger.

And I decided to wait,

And I decided to win,

And I decided to wait for the destruction of them,

And I revently wanted it,

But I've got burned with the desire,

When you've said in front of everyone,

Accept me and say, and love,Accept me and call,

You're my Sultana,

Your my Crown,

And you're the Sultana of my Crown.

 The adornment of my head,

And the pride of my years,

And the desire of mine and my soul,

Sultana of my Crown!

Your walls destroyed me,

I was yours but you threw me away from Yourself,

Our pain is common,

And your crown was heavy to me,

Yours walls destroyed me so.

Years of ours, they've passes by,

But they stood strong,

And now I say,

This is ours,she is mine,

These walls are mine,and the greenery on them,

I'll water them,so they'll bloom like a flower,

And i'll adore this smell,

And i'll breathe their aroma,like the air,

And i'll scream that this is the smell,

The smell of my Sultana,

The smell of my love,

The smell of my choice,and years,

And the Sultana of my Crown.

This is our destiny,and our karma,

Through the tourtures,and rivers 

Through the centuries and the tears,

They've turned me into you,

You've got turned into me,

Through me,through you

When i'll become one whole,

And the whole world will accept,

With one breathe,you'll be the rest,

The rest of my life,the rest of my heart,

The rest,the smell,and the Sultana of my crown.

With  the great trembling of my heart,

I will scream at the to of my lungs,

I will scream out my pleasure,

Through you,through me,

I will scream out my passion,

And the whole world will accept,

With one breathe,you'll be the rest,

The rest of my life,the rest of my heart,

And I'll scream that this is the smell,

The smell of my Sultana,

The smell of my love,

The smell of my choice,and years,

And the Sultana of my Crown.

I was waiting for these walls ,

To get crushed into pieces,

At that time I'll say,

At that time I'll scream,

 The adornment of my head,

And the pride of my years,

And the desire of mine and my soul,

Sultana of my Crown!

Di Maria 

19.03.25