what of my love
wasn’t meant to be whispered
no matter what they might say
of destinies loosed
by the hands of forgiveness ~
let all that I knew
fall away

might truth bear me witness
or time stand me still
years pass and death be my lot
was lonely
my only ~
the one I deserve
of longing shall bury me not

would lay to my burden
the weight of this curse
if ever a fleeting
desire
was sworn me protection
when secrets were shared ~
and I as a vapor to fire

unravel this message
committed as song ~
when given at last my release
mourn not my loss
for one moment more
or beg these inflections to ease

might sorrows be lifted
or verses betray ~
confessions of innocent pen
will love be remembered
always to the past
for touch we have failed
to defend

whatever our reasons
for living returned ~
when wandered to places
unknown
as trusted no other
my whispers to keep ~
eternal these echoes to own