Jester of her heart

If I could have but one moment with you I would die with
euphoria,
Not from any chemical drug or injected pestilence,
But from the feeling of my heart for being close to you,
If I could but keep close to you, I could achieve so much with our
love,
I don't know how I have lived so long without you,
Now that we are apart I wonder even more so.

Why did I ever say we should end out affair?
Why did I even ever hope to keep you?
You are an angel that can never be with a mortal such as I,
I am the lowliest of vagabonds that roam life for their love,
Yet for the brief moment I felt like I had entered my nirvana,
The nirvana of love that all poets dream of.

So now who will send me to my bliss?
You of course can never be near me,
I cannot control my feelings like a spigot,
I am only one loves fool in the sea of lover's passion,
Then they dare to look at me as if I have never loved,
What can I do to find the love we once had?
How can I find that other girl, that one soul that I can be close
to?
When can I find her and will she ever want to be with me?
A criminal of the poet's path,
A rejected fool who could only jest,
The jester of your hearts court,
How much of a fool I was,

How much of a fool I was to ever of fallen in love with you.
Why did you ever trap me?
I was nothing, a nobody; you could have had anyone of your
desire,
Why could you not of chosen some other fool to entertain your
whims?
I was so kind to you, I love you with all the heart a mortal could
posses.
I cared for you, I was but a lamb to your feast, the feast of your
passions.
I died for you. I lost my heart to you.
Now you entertain other and hold my heart in your hands.