Obsession elyseenne

I hope I won't have to
Endure despite the curses
And the bad wills
No need to resign
To express or to choose

And to loose for you the heart
To be but face to face
To have the approval of your traits
No tricks, no intrigues

This enigmatic promiss makes
That I will never think: It's too late
I want to submerge (myself)
Into your grandeur's seems
Into God's visiting card

And to look inside your soul
Realize - I'm not alone
You care
No tricks, no intrigues