22 January 2014

For The Heart To Hold To

Pain inside where it isn't felt

Till ice melts and wears away

The walls and fragile memories

Rewriting the past to be okay,

Another dawn, another day....

No longer burning, quiet and tame,

The fervor gone, the silence lame

With words unsaid and feelings remain;

Time passes and jerks you round

Desire now lives underground

Somewhere a flame, somewhere a name,

But so long ago, a word not heard

And a nothing where it stayed.

Broken up from where you were

Ashamed to feel, to have the nerve.

The new begins and dies as fast,

And the heart now aches for what is past.

Dreams flourish and spark anew,

Something for the heart to hold to

Passion.



(August 2011) 

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