You may be able
To live within the fable,
But a fantasy
Can leave you cold in the night
When love moves out of sight.
Empty icy sheets
May feel like a shroud, a cheat,
Taking forever
Away on a wind clever
Enough to sing you goodbye.
Fickle fate has eyes
Seeing through this thin disguise
Telling me, “Be wise,
Some waiting is worth the times,
To claim the gorgeous vision
Just beyond the curtained eyes.”
You are a hard one
To guide around barriers
But will merrier
Be for time expended on
Becoming love’s forever home.
So until you share
A pleasant trace, who you are,
I will stay right here,
As my heartache keeps singing.
© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan
Haphazard Creative 