Also placed upon my private blog.
Love saw me weep,
When upon a fair night,
I let them emotions creep,
And did not fight,
To suppress my agony,
That was dwelling within,
The agony nearly consuming me,
This pain of being alone among men,
And Love, he grasped my heart,
And lifted me to my feet once more,
And pulled out the deceivers dart,
And said words that rocked me to my core,
“Write of your heart to my daughter fair,
Tell her what dwells inside,
Tell her how much you care,
Hide nothing that in your heart dwells there,”
Love did not promise relief from woe,
He promised an answer to my question dire,
That I would at least know,
If in her heart to dwelled the fire,
But I feared I would receive,
A swift shard shattering denial,
Not an answer that would relieve,
The anguish and the trial,
But I wrote to this angel,
With whom cruelty has no part,
Who’s charms only could fell,
The armor around my heart,
And her reply,
Brought me to the place,
Where I might cry,
Not in agony and disgrace,
But comforted by her,
This woman, angel of mercy,
Love, God’s daughter,
Who taught me,
Once more to be human,
Taught me to hate my sin,
Taught me to love again,
And I only long for the day when,
We might be together,
Mi Amor, and I,
By Love’s strong tether,
A rare matching of tiger, and butterfly.
Saturday, February 13, 2010
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