One Heart’s Campaign
butter –rum lifesavers flavor the silence
echoing unrelentingly between us
unanswered questions hang ambiguous
from the rafters of my mind
as another days contemplations
circumscribes more than
I ever wanted them too
simplicity comes in shades of longing
as fall perches difficult
on the other side of an Indian Summer
my heart's axiom bleeds from my fingertips
melding into everything I touch
leaving me not the choice to deny
every whispered wish carved
within the yearning of my soul
sanity finds no shelter
in the depths of dream driven moments
wherein you claim me as your own
…..at long last
saving for me one last hope
for this heart’s campaign
tears warm my cheeks in these moments
when heart-shapen lullabies can no longer pacify
where even in dreams I can’t set things right
and a sparkled destiny loses its luster
beneath the cloak of half-truths
composing an intolerable fate
-oh, gentle hand of destiny
sweet dreamer of love
carry me aloft
to some distant meadow
wherein the gentle of my voice
is all he needs to give his heart ease
and the tender of my words
sings his soul calm within his own truths
letting his love awaken
in spite of his own certainties
©LadyRaine