There are so many words you can tell me:
We can talk about solar system spheres,
The basic knowledge about biology,
Some soliloquy that is Shakespeare’s,
Talk of age old wars to current affairs,
Maybe speak about history’s mistakes,
Geographic cold global warming cares,
Or aquatic life in Scotland’s lakes.
There are so many things we can discuss,
Which may or may not cause an argument;
But there’s one thing that can contain a fuss,
Make one rejoice in flesh and firmament:
To end all I ask, “do you love me true?”
And you smile and say, “I do, love, I do.”
Tag: love
Beware
I cannot share;
But I must care.
I cannot hope
And I must cope
With love and life,
Both smiles and strife,
With wounds and tears,
Galloping years;
With love’s disdain,
With lust, with pain,
With darkened moons,
Blistering noons,
A starless sky
No will to try,
I cannot share:
Beware. Beware.
Hope’s forsaken,
Am I taken?
The wounds are raw,
No fatal flaw,
But smiles, though rare,
Force me to dare,
So I must care,
Beware, beware.
It’s the memories
It’s the memories everywhere
That keep me in thrall – I stand and stare:
Here you used to lay your head on my feet,
There you would patiently wait for a treat,
Downstairs you would run to fetch your bone,
You never ever left me alone.
Oft I did. When I would leave without you
And I’d say I’ll be back in minutes two.
You cocked your head as I walked out the door;
But you have left me forevermore.
Who will sit by my side these long nights?
Who will I cuddle and hold so tight?
Who will take me on impromptu walks,
Or just sit with me when I don’t talk?
I love you, I did and I always will –
Of you my heart cannot have its fill.
I still will wake and miss you on my bed,
I still ache to hear your bark or your tread.
Little memories remind me of you.
Each is vividly permanent and true.
I stand and stare and then I quietly weep
And hope I meet you again if I sleep.
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