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A poem of love and loss |
The pain in his eyes haunts me It is a mirror of my own So raw, so bare it catches my soul My heart is choking me What tragedy hides behind such pale blue eyes? I cry, I fear, I push away! But none of these hold him at bay I love you! He cries as my heart exclaims Oh what I long to say But the death in my spirit keeps me at bay Did you not hear me? Did you not see it in my face? His hands still and his pulse has quickened I must look away Say it! Say it please! My chin trembles as his voice cracks My love can you not answer me? I feel evil, I feel pain, I feel wretched and untrue Torments! I torment him to protect him I deny him this one thing I torment the fate that brought this man to me His caress, his tender gaze no longer mine to keep The pain in his eyes is my undoing I am sick with the knowledge that it was I who added to it I love you He whispers as my heart breaks Oh what I long to say But the death in my spirit keeps me at bay |