As I gaze upon your ghost-like skin and silken hair
I am reminded of those halcyon days we spent
Working in the fields. From row to row we rent
Weeds from the earth, nurtured the trees with care;
But something else bloomed then too. I came to bear
A most tender affection for you. The nights spent
Laughing, sweating and drinking together bent
My nature, my cold pride thawed in the June-night air.
But it is an affection I know you cannot return.
Your azure eyes may light up for me, but I ken
Whom they burn brightest for. Among all the men
Of the world, your heart does not yearn for a one.
So, to preserve the smile on your face, I must relearn
My cold pride and reign in my heart till its hunger is done.
Copyright © Holly Wood | Year Posted 2015