My heart is heavy, and has been all day long,
Because I clearly see you have so far to go.
It is almost as difficult for lovers to meet
As for the morning and the evening stars.
So as I turn gray at my temples,
And you still brush long thick tresses,
I wait for you to clearly tell me that
Our souls belong together....
Now when my heart is almost broken,
(Since you constantly turn to me and say
…."I dare not know you"...),
Must I bare my breast so your daggers
Might find my heart with greater ease?
Perhaps I should climb atop the pedestal
(That you perceive I have placed you on)
So that when I reach the top I may see
All the mountains of the world
In but a single glance?
No….....for once there, in the instant that
I take your hand, we would find ourselves
Not on some lofty peak but merely
On the level and solid ground
That I ever had been pacing on.
There is no wine nor other spirits that might
Make me as drunk as I ever would be
Feeling you place your love at last
In my heart with your own words....
But still.... because I yearn to hear you promise,
I take all of you that I see and hear,
Into my being to quiet my troubled heart…
Waiting for you… ever-waiting.....
Today the mountains separate us.
When tomorrow comes... will it be the same?