Secrets

Darling, my darling, I confess
my mere pen cannot transgress
sacred borders of divine
powers of this heart of mine

I forgive your modesty
for only my eyes, lovingly
capture your eternal grace
through your imperfected ways

Perhaps there would be more to tell
if only my tongue could speak as well
as the heart that beats for one above all
inside the other's yearning soul

darling, my darling
after all I've known
a home without you
just isn't home

Wednesday, October 24, 2007
2:46 am