LOVE’S MYSTIQUE

 

There are no words left to say

Pain taunting her everyday,

In a paroxysm that is befuddle

No words left to shuffle

 

Each moment spent alone

Only her heart hears her groan,

Silent screams into the night

The love she feels, ever so bright

 

Chipping away at life’s mountain

Hoping to find love’s fountain,

Hungering for love’s mystique

Adamantine and never oblique

 

Her fragile heart has no rest

Willing to endure the test,

Downtrodden with emotion

Yet unwavering in her devotion!

© Reanty Marajh 2007