Why I Love You
Knifed through with tales of lost unknowing
Is a frost-thorned wilderness
Where memories are cold winds blowing
Their song, a writ of ice-scarred shards
Jagged, the times they reflect
Of shattered dreams, and hopes, and scenes
Once strong, now pale shells, derelict.
Here men of snow with tongues of glass
Quench their thirst with my bitter tears
And mock me with voice of wind and waste
Bind me with ropes of lightning fear
And scour my mind with eldritch tales
Till naught but emptiness prevails.
I thought you were mirage, then
Till you cradled my reborning mind
Showed me how to begin again
How I could leave the past behind.
Your river laughter gladdened me,
Made me deaf to the cruel wind's calling
And your soft arms encircled me
Took from me my fear of falling.
I would journey on with you
I know you will help me see
The path away from all that's been,
Your company, my victory.
Should you choose to leave me now,
With you would go my mind's new sun
Its light shows me what I have been
But not yet what I might become.
Christopher Burke.
Copyright © Christopher Burke | Year Posted 2018
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