Emma - Jale

Seared by that hidden fire that adultery kept feeding

Consumed with longing

Feverish with desire

It’s now

She said now

Opened up the widow inhaled the cold air

Let the heavy mass of her steam down

To the wind

And as she gazed at the stars she wished she were loved

Loved by a prince

Time has come she can’t go on

It’s now or it’s the death of her

Too much for one lifetime

But not enough for now

She was dead i saw her face

Her eyes ---- in a guilded cage

Too much for one lifetime

Her lust for love

Was a crime