Unheard Affections
Affections that cannot be heard
Will float like dreams upon the breeze;
Will drift and never speak a word,
Dancing amongst the grass and trees.
I see you as if through the mist;
Still as you climb into my heart:
All standing, seeing, angel-kissed,
But always from so far apart.
If ever I had chance to tell
The reasons for my panicked flight…
But I cannot find words to spell
This darkness nor this blinding light.
Instead I ever wearily
Sit on my own and ponder what
Was meant that day you came to me;
Of memories that lie forgot.
To that day back I cast my eye,
When from the foggy clouds came you,
As if I fell above the sky,
But then I thought of nothing new.
But time then worked its spell on me;
I could but watch as I was drawn
Towards this visage I still see,
Inside my mind; always forlorn.
Though when I looked into your eyes,
I realised that I had seen
A glimpse of golden summer skies;
So vibrant as this could have been.
But then, with time, my feelings turned
From blissful joy to agony
Or emptiness; inside I burned
And cried to bring you close to me.
And now, within this state of mind,
Affections weigh down upon me;
For nowhere else I seem to find
Somebody who could set me free.
And now afflicting me is this;
This heavy burden falls on me
With heavy heart, as you I miss,
And heavy it shall always be.
So little matters to me now
That I no longer hear a thought
And I no longer wonder how
The flow of time could have been bought.
You dance amongst the grass and trees;
Affections still cannot be heard;
Still dreamily float on the breeze
And utter not a single word.
I see you, still, from through the mist
But here, the angels have not kissed.
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