Yet
"I did not but see her passing by, and yet I will love her until I die."
~ Robert Menzies
You don't know I am aware of the depth of your despair
Or that I hear you crying when you think no one’s there
The ailment within your heart is more than I can bare
Yet, you have the innocence of a child
I watch you disappear in shadows and I say a prayer
Sad, am I when in your eyes there's a blank stare
I would ask what makes you frown, but would you share
Yet, not so long ago you smiled
Silently, you tiptoe, timidly trying not to make a sound
What do you write upon page after page, spiral bound?
I marvel at your drawings, only those that I have found
Yet, I wonder why you feel exiled
What burden gives you cause to wear a dolorous face
I would offer you my heart if your pain it could erase
To brush away your sorrow, my hand would give chase
Yet, the secret you hold is not reconciled
I am helpless when clouds in blue above, you color gray
Can I breach your wall of gloom and make it go away
How do I paint a rainbow in your sky every single day
Yet, no list of answers have I compiled
It's an antidote, I seek to end the spillage of your tears
What cure will abdicate from the throne, your deep fears
Tell me, my love, why you've strayed from me for years
yet, I know our love has not been defiled
Do you feel locked within the vault of a sepulcher room
Sweet bud, without reason to open your petals and bloom
A gardenia in spring, scent lying trapped inside a womb
Yet, would, if I could, join you in your world beguiled.
May 6, 2023
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