A Love Still Undeclared
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Rahcael Williams
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Poetry
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2009
I’ve been staring so long at this picture of you
That I could almost feel you at my side
Like the sweet sighing wind
The scent of a rose on the breeze
When you passed from my life
The cement finally set in my heart
Though you’ve left me now
Strolling tall and proud
It feels like you’ve moved into my heart
When I’m crying at night sitting or lying
A cold hand grasping my heart your Voice,
Your sweet syrupy voice
Echoing your cruel last words
Who ever thought those three pitiless words
Could tear a life to shreds
An enemy you were once
As I swore it would stay
Then more friendly more kind
With every passing day
Till eventually I knew my life was naught without you
My friend you were, no more would I admit so you’d never control my life
That night that tart and heartless night
The sound of flesh hitting stone
Then as I saw you broken and
My heart was preparing to break
For though I’d never hand it to you
You wrested it out of my grasp
The night that you passed those words tore apart my very existence
And subjected it to terror
Because for the first time I was vulnerable
The first time in my life I had taken a risk
You had to say it then pass away
Who ever thought declaring your love cold have such a terrible result
I love you
The only thing I regret is that I never got to reply in kind.