Love is so near yet so far away
A ghost in a mirror that appears mocking me
Only to disappear in a shadow that cries
"Yesterday."
And leaves me alone to decipher the meaning
Of eroticism and dust
Kiss me if you will
But do not kill me with such kindnesss
Rumors of yesterday swill and ebb
Flow and speak your name in blasphemous whispers
Who am I to damn a wicked foray into sexual madness
Or run back into the fires of carnal excess and humiliation
Love is what it was never but in the frenzied mind
What remains is distorted and sublime
That which can't be touched except with lips that still lie
I see that which never was more clearly than the truth
It is because of this I see love in reflections of the past that shimmer and glow
Only to fade away
Love comes when it will come
And goes when you least suspect
I see love in the music of sparrows
As well as the lament of the moon
I only ask for a message from the heavens
When can I expect to see the majesty of love again
I wait in the darkness seeing the light within the yawning abyss
All I get is a whisper and a sigh
Platitudes and mind candy for the still beating heart
This and nothingness
"Soon."
My child
"Soon."
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