Eternities Plight! Poem by Geoff Warden

Tear stained eyes overcome
as the moonlit sky fades
an' alas I am alone with dream
Not of thought to touch of breeze
nor of the time that hath pass
unto the want of such desire
chilled Capulet's dance in the night
heated by the touch of her fire

shalt this never end in
nor find the edge of infinite drop
but be that as a cloud on high
ever free to be as it may
ever free to never question why

Wings of dream take their flight...
this shalt be eternities plight........