A Tear That Never Spilled
forgive me Oh my healer
without the knowledge of values
i have placed words so empty
bewildered i tremble from fright
for a mad desire merely a dream
that the spell behold your eyes
still a venom in my veins
fragmented in parts i live
like a dried rose between chapters
and the scent escaped
from the perfumed petals
the incense burning sadly
from the memories of countenance
and the brightness of moon
enflame my soul silently
for the dimming lamp of hope
the stars command sadness
in any sphere or curb of life
the torments seek no soothe
and the thought of your intimacy
still remain as a gift to my eyes
a tear that never spilled
and never lost eternity
