That I have longed for love anew, or more for love in lacking
This life that breathes here in and out has witnessed too much grieving
So that sweet love's betiding here seems not worth believing
Such lamentations I have sung, such heartache in me breaking
Life becomes the cruel nightmare from which I yearn for waking
Such woe and anguish, miseries unknown but in my spirit
Another effort toward true love - the mere thought makes me weary
And yet, through night's dim light in brief, the shadows I now glimpse
Seem, in their transparencies, to mirror my sweet prince
The stars above in twinkling dance reflect back into space
Into the former blackened void, my long-dreamed prince's face!
The face I love, the face I know, unfeatured until now -
The unknown man I've dreamed of, in wakening I know!
My soul retreats inside itself, the thought my mind offends
For the man I find that I now love, I find in you, my friend!
The attempt to reason turns awry and creates such sweet confusion
Yet I dare not breathe aloud my love, for I fear your fondness losing
My mind spins round in rhythmless time, my heart in bosom quaking
This night in fantasy we love, but what tells tomorrow's waking?
My heart and head revolt, object, to each other's ardent fury
To each the other serves as stubborn judge and vengeful jury
My mind screams no! true love can't be, as life thus far has proved
My heart sighs yes - how sweet once more to truly feel beloved!
In logic bitter truth does reign, and in this, grievous peace -
The battle may be lost before the fighting can commence
For though my heart yearns after this and cries in its starvation
Though my soul and spirit weep to know love's sweet sensations
The controversy may rage on within my secret feelings
But the one who holds the answer is the one who's done the stealing
Of my mind, and heart, and body, all that is mine belongs with you
Will you take me, love me always, or leave me when you're through?
Do you feel inside your secret soul the longing that I feel?
Could we, somehow, together, create a love that's real?
Or do you regard me solely as a friendly companion -
Someone, when times are hard, to be a shoulder to lean on?
Or will you say you love me, and perhaps believe you do,
But grow tired of me as time goes by, and leave for someone new?
Oh, I pray that somewhere in your heart you'll find a love that's true
And someday offer it to me as I offer mine to you.
Heather Dawn Morrison