My heart is not a game
Please be careful... with its pieces
Maybe I'm not right... insane
Or maybe I'm just too aware of what life teaches
Trapped in relentless pain
Trembling wings... too scared to unfurl
My pure heart, I cannot tame
I just want to love... be loved and appreciated
Simple... is all I need
I have no need... for words... cryptic
Just need your love, not to wane
Listen to what my soul’s light, inside of me... preaches
Perhaps I should refrain
From these, my soul purged words... pledges
Yet I know you want... the same
It’s carried on the waves... the wind; your heart... it reaches
Are you here to remain?
Or to paint my echo... deftly
Is your heart true... feels the same
Or thirsty... intrigued; If so, mercy...I beseech you
I am no empty frame
Please do not... misunderstand me
My sweetness... it is not feigned
My gingerbread heart crumbles... as love ... it releases
So if it's... as you claim
Within your words of rhyme... rearranged
Please no longer... be restrained
Don't leave our precious love unrequited… felt, but speechless
© Debbie Razey 2019 - Violet Moon Poetry
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