oh this weary heart
that life might be breathed into its waiting chambers
that ecstasy might once again flow thru it
with every beat
that quickens the pulse
and brings light too the darkened soul
that i might weep no more
but laugh joyously
madly
passion burning deep within me
cresting as the flames stretch
to touch my face
as a lovers hand might caress
and then engulf
become part of my very soul
until this heart
beats
no
more...
