From This Heart... So Deafened Designed. Poem by Michael Gale

From the moment our eyes entwined...
From the time our ears caught upon us all.

From the moment we aspired to enthrall them all...
From this heart so deafened signed.

We all became as one to a pair...
To ensnare ye dare.

From us all do the heart ache beat us down....
Like as a parroted clown.

Misused yearnings escape all man....
Unbruised cursings mistrust thy damn.

Minimum gyrations of any at all...
Can only mimic the one's best call.

Defend to heart thy trust to him...
Beyond all cries of such tanished whim.

Beserk to mind the one calm all....
regret to none the won told fall.

Regretably to me the one sparse tree....
Baron to branches of no greenery.

Balden to limbs as long gone now...
I give up all help yet to curse and bow.