Falsetto

How deeply sung the inspired remnants of the poet's fire, the well being of love desired. A bevy of words fraught rising from the embers more distraught love lessons untaught. in the burning bleed of the aching heart set deep in the feelings of emotional start never to be expressed too smart. The flames rise whipping the infatuated high and physical temptations are but a lie as lives passing in the by and by. Tell me a different story where the imagination finds greater glory embracing the dream as quarry, reality here within the settling acceptance of love and its rejection finds no peace in its resting. I loved you, I'm sure I do but quick it fades when untrue and the loneliness remains subdued.