Far too long that one emotion has
remained absent and elusive
One asks if be is possible for one to
ever feel this again
Whsipers of winds of emotions long
since past into distant time
What secrets fate hides is cruelly
hidden from my searching gaze
Shield up and sword of vengeance is
lofted high in despair
Rustling leaves as the giggles of
angels revel in what is to come
But fate twists some things from ones
hands of creation and manipulation
Will the year be one that arouses in
another those lost feelings of love
A spark and a knowing look a empathic
link with feeling of knowing
That could ever return the smile one
gives upon that faintest of detections
What would one do for who being in love
is shared anew
Why anything and everything would then
be what I would do for you
- A Saint They Called Allnights
THE ABSENCE OF LOVE
A feeling taken often for granted
For me a distant memory
Not a fleeting glimpse or flicker of emotion
My dormant heart of devotion
The busiest time I search each day
To keep old memories of love at bay
Pain endured keeps others in check
But moments creep in and I long that first peck
I surf a wave looking far and wide
But always the same is all I find
The fear I have I keep from all
Is will ever I feel again or fall
For which others have and often abuse
I'm left with heart full of sorrow of no use
So long the flames of love are dowsed
I hunt with passion those to blame to rout
Hence no other focus for me to see
My changing track or tact never be
