Clinging to you desperately,
Alas I was but dreaming,
I hold myself dreadfully,
To stop myself from screaming.
Nights silence is deafening,
Its loudest when I’m alone,
Feelings inside deadening,
Without even strength to-moan.
But it seemed so palpable,
I could hear your heart singing,
Tricked again, so gullible,
Wake to my pillow clinging.
Lament, my oath unfulfilled,
My heart shall not be replete,
My pain it goes unconcealed,
How I’ll never be complete.
Without doubt I’m defeated,
I wallow in your vestige,
Reached out but you retreated,
Now I’m your divine hostage.
It seems that I’m transparent,
My prayers to you are unsent.
You’ve seen through my sacrament,
And all I have is lament.
Madame I do beseech-you,
Would you take my heart in-hand?
Kisses sweet as honey-dew,
Please, more than I could withstand.
Your eyes hide blessed charity,
Lips that are ripe for plucking,
Your voice is sweet clarity,
That I’d compare to nothing.
Beauty there and innocence,
To touch your skin would madden,
Or bring serene blissfulness,
I leave that to you Madame.
Inside there’s faint whispering,
Of something lying dormant,
Something small that’s flickering,
Ever so slowly forming.
What it is I dare-not-say,
But it cannot go ignored,
Or else it might fade-away,
And never to be explored.
Perhaps thinking wistfully,
Impossible to define,
Perchance we just kissed-fully,
It needn’t be locked inside.
Pieces that I’ve collected,
All that’s left of you lingers,
They’ll never be connected,
Plucked away by thin fingers.
I’d have given anything,
Just to feel your warm embrace,
To feel our hearts opening,
As I gazed upon your-face.
It would’ve been heavenly,
Standing in the rain kisses,
Instead hearts fall heavily,
And all that’s left is pieces
Mercy, I beg forgiveness,
For loving you too deeply,
For being so defenceless,
Guarding my heart so feebly.
I chased your heart recklessly
So I did this to myself,
But you can’t go blamelessly,
Just leave me upon a-shelf.
True, I loved you heart-and-soul,
I opened my heart gladly,
But you feared to lose-control,
Now all I ask is mercy.
Weathered the storm amassing,
And we held our heads aloft,
Still think of her in-passing,
And everything that we-lost.
What we had was genuine,
But you let it fade away,
Now it seems so saccharine,
Was it always just child’s-play?
Every word meant sincerely,
To yours my heart was tethered,
Left with regret severely,
Now all I feel is weathered.
Easy to write poetry,
When you’re in love and stupid,
Wore my heart like jewellery,
Until it wasn’t suited.
I dreamt of you beforehand,
Together in a garden,
Lying in our holy-land,
Letting go of life’s burden.
The sun falling serenely,
It’s warm and slightly breezy,
The birds churping obscenely,
I wish it was that easy.
Lover, dreaming endlessly,
Of someone brusque who nurtures;
Someone that loves carelessly,
Through the past and all futures.
Your eyes deepest evergreen,
Your hair a long rich raven,
A soul pure and crystalline,
Your heart a home and haven.
A flutter, small explosion,
Someone who’s beauty inspires,
Who’s kindness heeds devotion,
Gives me reason to respire.
To be one and everything,
My heart my wife and mother,
Souls forever tethering,
Not just another lover.
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