To Tell The Tale

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

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