My songs of love no longer flow
without his melody.
The day our coupled dream elapsed
the music fled from me.
A gift beneath the Christmas tree
is not my wish this year.
I'd rather that he comfort me
and hold me ever near.
Amidst the darkness of the western skies
there gleams a lone and fading weeping star.
Within the night a brilliance from afar
observes her hurting soul and hears her cries.
Last night I watched a shooting star
move swiftly through the midnight skies.
It drew a wish for love afar;
a man for whom my spirit cries.
I never dreamed Seduction's voice
would vanish with the rise of day.
Abandonment, a hurting choice,
has caused my jaded soul to fray.
Amidst the colors of a vibrant dawn
two eagles soar within their own domains.
Each searching for a mate, they're slowly drawn
towards the skies which destiny maintains.
O, hand of God, thy divine presence missed
in rainbows bright and waves that brush ashore.
O, Holy One, a nation gone adrift,
I pray we sense the heart of thee once more.
O, sonnet song, you're sweet poetic wine,
I thirst for you, no other verse compares.
Romantic beauty weaves, like slender vine,
around and upward on angelic stairs
I never thought our lives would come to this,
a step away, yet miles and miles apart.
No more to seek from you a needed kiss,
for on this day I'd rise, I would depart
I need a view of one who's true,
who'll see me through
missteps in life,