All I Can Do Is Take \ Share Of The Blame Poem by Mark Heathcote

Tears forever hoodwink and disobey
They vitrify molten glass to blow apart
Such is the principality they're cliche
Such is the hypnosis of a loyal heart

All I can do is take a share of the blame
Try harder still at loves petulant game

A raglan road weaves unto my sweet-
Lilly of the valley; mine own Colleen
Mine own princess soon to be queen
In Eden's garden fulfilled, replete!

All I can do is take a share of the blame
Try harder still at loves petulant game

Discretionary joys are a darken retreat
A delight loathsome in wailing torment
Pleasures enjoyment encoded deceit
Tissues of lies I need not circumvent

All I can do is a take share of the blame
Try harder still at loves petulant game

My love is forever I pray yours is too
For my heart is entrusted to only you
My soul has already now transcended
Holy in heaven; all is truly splendid!