You
Want to
Stay silent forever.
Fine - don't talk. Just
Know I'll always love you.

He
I envisage
Is but memory,
A ship silently fleeting
At the waves of woe.

He
Was everything
Before hull's breach,
Calling me to lands
Where my best would blossom.

She
Doesn't cure;
She's no nightingale.
She blows at night,
Bringing winds which worry wills.

I
Keep on
Looking to memory,
Ready to set sail
To great distances from disdain.

for
we only
meet on Thursdays.
Lamb chops, veal cutlets
and back to separate worlds.

Had
I not
The slightest courage
Just to tell him
What he could plainly see?

Why
Had I
Bled so long
In a fruitful marriage
When I truly wanted meat?

One
Fell swoop
Of the blade
Lets my heart know
That some things cannot be.

I
Fight hard -
And I fail.
He crawls beneath me,
Yet he doesn't look detestable.

He
Is mine.
Others claim him,
Only for a season.
Yet, he always returns to reason.

That
Means nothing
Until I decide
To return to him
What has always been his.

Only
When I
See him again
Will I truly know
Why I have been created.

There
Are days
When no soul
Pours me love’s liquor.
So, love myself I must.

There
Are times
When I say,
"Why was it you?"
What could I have done?

Where
You've gone
Is not known,
But you're with us,
From now until the end.

You
Were beauty
And love's gift,
Torn like a veil.
We'll have one more day.

It's
Just impossible
To forget you.
Shine on, dark rose.
Why you and not me?

                                                           For Dylan

Let
Not the
Passing tides of
Infatuation tainted with lust
Choke our eternal love’s breath.