04-23-2012, 08:22 AM
When years together seemed a promise made,
No more than that, though truthfully, well meant;
I went alone, you never knew, into a quiet darkened room
And cried with such an anguished mind,
For so much love welled up in me that I was taken by the swell.
The moment still is fresh today; but now by time and circumstance
I find you look the other way. A greater pain there cannot be,
Unless in your eyes I have changed, and greater your heart's angst than mine.
But still I will be loving you, the years are not a changeling's sword,
Nor passing time a slipping vow, nor echoes promises that fade.
Your old grey head, your weakened frame, your sleeping days in sun-bright rooms
Are wrapped in precious overlays of memories of all those days
When years together seemed a promise made. And I have kept my word.
Tectak
2012
No more than that, though truthfully, well meant;
I went alone, you never knew, into a quiet darkened room
And cried with such an anguished mind,
For so much love welled up in me that I was taken by the swell.
The moment still is fresh today; but now by time and circumstance
I find you look the other way. A greater pain there cannot be,
Unless in your eyes I have changed, and greater your heart's angst than mine.
But still I will be loving you, the years are not a changeling's sword,
Nor passing time a slipping vow, nor echoes promises that fade.
Your old grey head, your weakened frame, your sleeping days in sun-bright rooms
Are wrapped in precious overlays of memories of all those days
When years together seemed a promise made. And I have kept my word.
Tectak
2012