I cannot touch you
With gentle words.
Rhyme will not beckon
Nor emotions rekindle
The passion that lit us
Like fires in the night.
I have reasoned
With stars
Implored the moon
To whisper in your heart
And return you to me.
Nights
Frosted with sorrow
Pass as bits
Of shattered infinity.
I beg God for words
Words
To unlock your heart.
You are beyond sonnets
Beyond the reason of poets
Deaf to the lure of love
And the song of angels.
Yet
I must not cease
I must not surrender
I must not forsake
The potion that words stir
In hearts as tender as yours.
Tune your heart
Again to me
Again to me
To me
My love
To me.
Monday, February 10, 2014
Words to Stir
Posted by The Dashboard Poet at Monday, February 10, 2014
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