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Confessions of a Lonely Heart

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what if i see
you again, my dear?
someday
somewhere
on some street
in some city
on my doorstep
presented before me
tied in a ribbon.
gaze upon you
with my eyes
feel your breath
upon my skin;
would this mean
the years apart
had finally come to an end?


what if i taste
your kisses
soaked in wine
and decide i cannot
let go of you again?
would you remain
tethered to my presence?
would you remain
close beside me
as we'd planned before?
multiple vows exchanged
death, then eternity;
the initial blueprint
of our lives.
would the plans return
to the master builder
and the two
become one
once again?

they say parting
is such sweet sorrow
while accepting the pain;
without raging
against the dying
of the light.
but i have walked
through the valley
of the shadow
of death
already.
i have weathered
the endless years
away from you
and would not be able
to let you go again.

what if it happens
that i make love
to you once more?
that i touch your face
lying beside you
as we once had
years ago?
would you agree
to stay?
could it be like
it was before,
only better?
not taking you for granted
as i had before.
cherishing the gift
you are to me.

if i promised you the world;
the earth, moon, and stars
the heart of the penitent
who's seen the error
of his ways
and lived with
the bitter taste
of his mistakes
upon his tongue.
would it make any difference
to you
to know
that i
would never let
you walk away again
as i had before?

would the years
melt away
bringing us back
to the present?
would you stay
instead of walking
away from me
once again?
please say yes
to me, my dear.
because the days
have been restless
and the nights cold
without you near.
what if i confessed
this to you?
would you confess
the same to me
as well?
on the subject of future hope. the thoughts of what if.
one could go mad musing upon what if.
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katarthis's avatar
Loving the damned does something to each party. How the eternal must be terrified by the power of the one that must fade... the dragon knows a similar fate, when one day he awakens and sees the track of time on his love's face. Where did the time go? Why did I not see it passing... Why did I not make each moment count?

Could you start again? How does one in your position handle that heart, still loving what hasn't changed outside, torn by the way they have?

k