Soliloquy 4

Annabel Lee by David Garcia Forés

Annabel Lee by David Garcia Forés

Soliloquy 4

Here cometh Heartbreak,
dressed with tousled hair and wanton eye,
bedecked with promises she dare not keep,
yet casting them about like crumbs to the hungry,
a Lover In Love with Love whose heart,
though full of fire and life,
is locked within a cage
and cannot therefore breathe the air
that is the love bequeathed
by another’s Soul.
I fear her heart will die
if kept bereft of Love,
and its beauty,
whose glow has warmed my soul,
will dim and sputter
and then flicker out
like a candle flame drowning
in its own wax.
But like a moth,
I am drawn to that light,
willing to risk being burned again,
and again,
and again,
till she consumes me completely.

~O~

© 2015 Martin Graham King

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