Wednesday 2 April 2008

All Those Years...

All those years,
I held you so close to my heart,
To my eyes, my soul,
That I was but a deserted boatman
On an Island that was you.
Where the sun rose only to reveal
O, the most beautiful,
The most beautiful in you.
And moon only told me the lullabies
I sang at your bedside,
To soothe you to sleep.
I walked beside you on your lonely evening walks,
And listened to every word you thought
You told only yourself.
I was so close to you,
The dearest one,
That a mere whisper in my name
Was enough to embrace me.

But all those years
You thought I was away
Holding for you
No wish, or pray.
If only you had looked down
O girl of my dreams,
You’d have found me in your feet
In your way,
Seeking your mercy,
Pleading you to stay.

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