You think you can brighten her life
shed illumination of good
not strife
You reason that she needs you
and given the opportunity
she will so choose
Her soft smile speaks thousands of words
however they fell on deaf ears
far too long gone unheard
She had gifted her warm heart
to a man who took what he had planned
then swiftly left on a cold morning's start
Now she is over cautious, she hesitates
and you want to save her heart
before it is too late
You reason you can a river of strife ford
with an illumination of good
not discord
Look into the mirror
note what you see
for true love glows from inside the heart.
If yours glows not
all her eyes will see
are more artificial words,
not the sun, the moon, the stars.
Thus, her heart will only see
light that is far from ambient,
and
artificial light chimes
with abandonment.
(Ambient Light, copyright Steven S. Walsky, August 2014, all rights reserved.)
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