Natural Pearl

agony of expectations never to be met, duties to obligingly tend, without end love's vessel silently sailing, ever empty nothing to be shared but the pangs of regret, missing a lover, a confidante, a friend needing a match to spark heat aplenty trouble and pain does not make one forget, hearts may not break, but can certainly bend desire never stops, not at fifty or twenty life's grit irks the soul like an unpaid debt as the oyster seeks solace from a grain of sand the heart tries to cushion our pain, so intently so we open our shells, as if sails being set a glimpse of the pearl and the message is sent to be held ever close, ever near, ever gently