A Cry of the Heart
I never want to leave your side again
To be parted once more would be intolerable
You provide the air with which I breathe
Alone I drift but in visual space
Surrounded here by all that is my flesh
In rooms here filled with laughter and spirits free
I am as lost as a homeless child
Bereft of all that I hold dear
You are the rainbow in a cloudless sky
The substance that fills my heart
And once more awakens it to life
With you at last I am whole again
Suddenly arisen from a desolate place
With you all longings and fears dispel
And with your presence I am at peace
Safe from harm the protector near
Small gestures of hand brushed against face
A look that I alone interpret
The laughter, the smile, the outstretched hand
That reaches for its mate and ignites the fire
Of wild abandoned longing and thirsting flames
String and bow with fiddler combined
Music filling the air with its sweetened sound
Without the player, loneliness invades the heart
Wood and strings, become just separate things
Like a nightingale bereft of song
Poor bumble bee lost of its sting
Life without purpose, pathetic dying thing.
Copyright © Lizzie Treetop | Year Posted 2011
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