I weep for the void between us, a gap amongst our hearts. Tears poisoned with despair, polluted by my loss, plunge like lifeless rain in my plan, my plan of weeping. What be bitter void between our lives would fill. For no stream, no river, nor ocean perilous could impede my crossing. Let the void vanish and the tears of sadness turn to joy. If there be however, rumor and tales of happiness from across the void I wish to be. Let my weeping cease, for my love be true, and holds between its living walls no selfishness, or bares no will of ill. Let my heart whisper as it beats she is free and happy be content and let her be. Then will the weeping stop and the burden of misery and bereavement begin. My head shall sag, my body falter, but never my heart that will always wish you well. If I hear rumor of discontent and lack of peace, I shall weep for two my loss and yours. If I hear tales come cross the void, of fear of my rejection over actions best forgotten. Let the weeping stop and the healing start, for no sin no shame nor mortal transgression would keep me from you. But, if I hear nothing, I shall look across our void and weep and weep till time immortal. Charity I love you.
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