Aching Compromise Poem by Mark Heathcote

Howling heart, don't leave me
Don't deplete the darkness
Under hungry, loving eyes
With any long-drawn-out goodbyes, aching, compromise.
Howling heart, don't leave me
Let this sufferance suffer
The pangs of always
Dreaming of our better tomorrows.

Darling don't you keep the wildness guessing
Passion is a killer
Passion is a force, there's no stopping
Passion is a tiger
Stalking inside of yeah
And my love, it's hungry for that
All-consuming fire
That uncompromising; melancholic Phoenix of desire rising.

Howling heart, don't leave me
Women, in the fiery dawn
Don't deny me!
Unless it's because I'll always be here howling
Like a hungry wolf at your door
Love even if you treat me mean and bad
I'll be that tiger
I'll be that all-consuming fire
Burning your desire
Howling at your door
Forevermore…


11/12/2000 Edited 28/01/2016