Wednesday, October 8, 2014

to the marrow of my soul





To The Marrow of My Soul.
_______________________

I pulled Cupids
Arrow from My
Heart,..then caught
A Sparrow.

It was Dark
(Pitch- Dark)
and The Path
Ahead so Narrow,
that I did not
See Destiny Pass
before My Eyes!

Yet I knew The
Moment She Left.

(so chilled to The
Marrow of My
Soul Was I.)
______

There are No
Victors in War,
when Love becomes
A Call To Arms,..
and Smiles
(like Trumpets)
Fade,..until you
Forget what you're
Fighting For!..

Battling Sleep
to stay awake..
Because in Dreams
You recall The
Death of Stars!

( in The
Eyes of that Pretty
Girl You Promised
not To Harm.)

________

Cupid Laughs
sadly now, as
I sit Lonely trying
to figure out,
where I went wrong..

and discover
the point My
Words inspired
Doubt,..

which silenced
thus Her Angel
Song!

(that may never
again Be Heard..
Aloud.)

__

J.Stephen.H.

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