Unchained Heart

In my heart…

      What I thought to be love

Was simply my own desire

       So brief

Gone, before time could tell

        It even happened

Like a whisper barely heard

         In the stillness of the night

Riding on winds of faery dust and love potions

       Sprinkling their enchantment   

On the canvas of my heart     

 

I tell myself it’s gone

        But in the same breath

A voice whispers quietly to my heart

           Telling me

That perhaps you may have really cared

           I tell myself it wasn’t meant to be

But in my remembering

          I find that thought elusive

It weaves its memories in and out

           Like a needle sewing its fragile threads

Delicately enlacing them

            Amongst the filigrees of my mind

 

 

The magic…

            So mysteriously enchanting

Like the magical dust of a dream

             I tell myself its over

But my heart refuses to listen

            My mind says to forget you

That no one is worth this sadness

           My soul doesn’t need this heartache

I tell myself I didn’t really care

           That is was all a momentary illusion

          Some kind of strange confusion

But…

          I never did lie very well

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  LadeeAnne

Copyright: 2005

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Author's Note

A magikal love that wasn't meant to be

Reviews

[grayhaven]

Been there and done that my friend. Beautifully written.

[FemmeSpookyCorpse]

This is a beautiful piece, and your similies, along with your word choice make it so. The last line really caught me...floored me. The voice behind this piece is so strong, it is in fact, captivating. Beautiful work! = ]

-Femme_Gothique (Brittany)

[WindSong]

It's very profound with good imagery and delivery. I enjoyed reading this poem. Well penned!