Unheard Affections

Affections that cannot be heard Will float like dreams upon the breeze; Will drift and never speak a word, Dancing amongst the grass and trees. I see you as if through the mist; Still as you climb into my heart: All standing, seeing, angel-kissed, But always from so far apart. If ever I had chance to tell The reasons for my panicked flight… But I cannot find words to spell This darkness nor this blinding light. Instead I ever wearily Sit on my own and ponder what Was meant that day you came to me; Of memories that lie forgot. To that day back I cast my eye, When from the foggy clouds came you, As if I fell above the sky, But then I thought of nothing new. But time then worked its spell on me; I could but watch as I was drawn Towards this visage I still see, Inside my mind; always forlorn. Though when I looked into your eyes, I realised that I had seen A glimpse of golden summer skies; So vibrant as this could have been. But then, with time, my feelings turned From blissful joy to agony Or emptiness; inside I burned And cried to bring you close to me. And now, within this state of mind, Affections weigh down upon me; For nowhere else I seem to find Somebody who could set me free. And now afflicting me is this; This heavy burden falls on me With heavy heart, as you I miss, And heavy it shall always be. So little matters to me now That I no longer hear a thought And I no longer wonder how The flow of time could have been bought. You dance amongst the grass and trees; Affections still cannot be heard; Still dreamily float on the breeze And utter not a single word. I see you, still, from through the mist But here, the angels have not kissed.