Sunday, April 1, 2012

To hold


What could love, else than betray, 
In all the words forgot to say, 
in all my words, you touched within, 
to source only wounds to live, 
left to hate my wished to give
My love astrayed in bitter deeds
berth to die in my own deeps 
and pain will leak between the stone
and fade my grief and soon be gone
And waters flow to cure me cold
for that hart i was alone to hold
away from all you never did
and all my own words, you bid
I never lost one day afar in love
to ever last one life with love
my strength was frail, to vow
for wager lane can non bestowe
to cradle just deprive
left with sole hate alive
My love to burn in barren deeds
veiled in traits to bleeds
but pain will bleach your home
faint my love to soon be gone
and winters robe what's cold
That hart I been void to hold

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