I Wish To Know
Oh call me simple in my quiet pain,
I wish to find an easy answer, while
The shallow end remain my harbinger.
No common ground to hide words that wane,
The real truth to why such utter guile,
Sad the loss in mellow water linger.
For once in spring flowers sweet in reveal
Did hold her hand, did lips breathe utterance.
We would for hours lose our selves as one.
While in local sky, the storm does now wheel
In certainty – lackluster reverence.
A weep, a wonder, a grey cloud, no sun.
The light when in her eyes would brilliance
Glance my smile, assure me forever chance.