Dismay


I may be blind to the subtle movements of your all-seeing eyes,
But I am able to see that inside of you, you hold a beautiful soul.
I may not be able to lip read the thousand pages of your thoughts,
That aspire to escape from your heart and into my mind,
But as I hang on your every word, I truly am a good listener
And my ears are always open to your hearts true secrets,
If you are willing to show me yours.


So if you wish to confess your desires to me,
Before I leave,
Before I must go,
Then I will tell you over and over again that you are true beauty,
You amaze me,
Oh…
My,
Life.


The light to my rain; the best part of my day;
The crystal clear keeper of untold secrets to be near.
The fire in my veins;
My Moon, My Sun, My Earth…
My worth the thousand years wait.


If there is a way for you to ever love me,
Then let the Heaven’s speak!
Let the angels raise their voices!
Let their thunderous cry allow you and I to find a place,
Where I can tell you we should be!


If I cannot,
I will remain delayed…
I will remain in pain…
I will remain in my own dismay.


(C)2017 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

It was a cold winter day to see
a cough to vision your breath
and yet I feel this apricity
a longing touch of uniqueness
that the time has joined you and me
telling us our souls have met

But do come the lummings
like demure confessions
as much as unanswered prayers
to say you had to mention
my name with a thousand versions
so ample to yours that fits the perfect way
as to fly without ignition
to be further from the bay

And as the last snow has melted
the breeze derive to the grass
I shall go whenever I'm needed
to your arms at last