If I rewrite
Invite within
The sight
Purist whole
To touch
My Soul
Allow per chance
A great romance
To dance
therein, in trance
To the sweet voice
That echoes the choice
Of love at its finest
And should i do
This for you
To share all within
The good, the whole
The broken, the sin
Allow you true to touch
Would you gather too much
And leave me hollow
Sad
Going mad
When you depart from me
All you wished me see
To walk away into the night
Leaving me broken to the sight
Where your love
No longer lingered
Just a faint touch you fingered
And painted a fading picture
Of love.
Alisdaire O'Caoimph
A