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The Request

I. The Request


She spoke, "bring me the sunset in a cup
that overflows with it's red warmth eternal.
Rail against supposed fate. Love speak up,
you are not the last one standing. Colonel
of starry skies are you instead? Step up
love. Ignite my lone heart with the nocturnal.
For sorrow croons as love begs. So do you try
to persuade me not to run but to fly?"


II. His smile faltered and he said,


"You speak of devotion, a test to prove.
And you feign a solid stance. You ask of me
to show a love I may not possess. Move
my faltering heart instead. Make this soul see!
So flighty little one. Why can't you soothe
another such as you? Can't you fly for me?
It takes two hearts to make a lovers spark
The sun in the sky and the stars in the dark!"


III. A glare and sigh she answered...


She whispered a chest of childhood dreams
with brevity. "I have found dreams are paltry.
False passions. False hopes. Trying proved it seems
fruitless in this volatile world. Retreat you see
was my only choice, lest my heart break. Seams
split wide. Thus I built towers of ivory.
Clinging to nectar thoughts, honeyed reminders
of happiness. You are the first finder."


IV. Rapt, he asked,


"And what have I found? You know my words
well, and though I expect no favor, can you
love me? Depart from sorrow little bird.
Don't weep within a culture of solitude.
Not every man is abrasive. Obserd
to think no noble men walk. Gentle heart, true
am I to each word. Feathered wishes for your
tempest kisses. Come and open love's door."


V. Solemnly she looks at him,


"I look now, kisses of emerald light
those eyes. I feel now the spoken verity!
I may betray my acrid thoughts this night
and choose to take the proffered hand. Clarity
is a rarity, so is a gallant knight!
Pacify my heart once more, though not deserved,
Indignation somehow left love preserved."


VI. He smiles, he answers,


"Love, have I not told you, I have been here
waiting. My patience is my eternal proof.
No cup of warmth or a brew of stars dear,
If my love be enough, then it's time for truth.
Love, take my hand and come away, no fear,
Or I turn away and remain aloof."
Change was imminent, so she gave him her hand.
His sign of her proof of love, no demands.

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