Silence Captured

Love's proffered wound, a heart soft-spoken,
desires in grand attire emerge anew,
inerts react, known realms fall broken!
mere relics for an off-world xanadu.

      who touched this heart beyond love's token;
      gave mind clear voice, love's silence broken?

bright word and love events assure the night
but walls creep 'round the wounded one's distress.
though filled to brim with life and light
can love be Coaxed from fear's dark fortress?

      who made this wistful day kneel down before?
      what made this fallen idol dare adore?

in standing ears love sounds die Distant,
below the threshold, noisome howling dreary,
unheard but by desire's own misfit,
ranging far Beyond itself grown weary.

      who spun love's fleeting, graceful trance
      then dimmed with fear it's dreamy countenance?

too quickly wings of Passion arch to fly,
wish-laden schemes promote the grieving.
time counts by tears its lonely, furtive tries
to balm heart-schism scream bereaving.

      what love requited ends with doubt
      that hides in full-view, feeling not without?

quietly, the mind cuts grooves root deep,
resolute within to Yield no outward trace
yet, yielding all the dreams we long to keep.
i raise the glass of adoration in their place!

      as this sweet dream devolves about,
      will faint hope-futures cloak and couch?

love's spirit stands, and will abide,
released, all hope-asides above,
when Parting comes new dreams will guide,
and always all was meant for love.