WOULD THAT I KNEW

Would That I Knew

Would that I knew
Where to look

In this world

For love

For love has kept it's shining face

Far from the embrace of my eyes

Far from the circle of my arms

Far from the warm hearth of my heart

My pillow holds no head but mine

Catches no tears but mine

Witnesses no dreams but mine

And rarely sees them come true.

There was a time when hope was young

And innocence had not been tarnished

I felt love calling my name in halls of light

And running just ahead of me in fields of flowers.

But that was then, when days were new

And nights were magic and full of promise

Nights when love twirled in velvet cloaks

And beckoned me with eyes of bliss.

I cannot find it now

The magic......

Nor the candlelight glows in joyless nights

The touch of satin on hungry skin

The fountain of love has gone to dust

And the stars have all gone dark

Is this the destiny of broken hearts?

This shattered vase that holds no rose?

This empty room unkissed by sun?

This poemlessness that knows no prose?

What I would give to get it back

Even only to lose it yet again

For loss loses meaning without a gain

Like days lack definition without the night.

Walking through this life with empty heart

Is worse than death

Is worse than war

Is worse than prison.

Would that I knew where to look

In this world

For love..........

For I would run on broken glass

Through snow and rain

And hurricane

To the place where it waits

And calls my name

For I would fly on feet of fire
Down darkened alleys and fields of fools

Holding out these empty arms

To welcome it home here in my heart.

©by Voo

November 3, 2010

12:27 a.m.