You know not what this heart beats
Fathom its depths with your meager hands indeed!
Let me whisper a little secret in your ear
Songs it sings, your hearts can not hear.
So don’t fret o’er this lonesome heart
Companions it needs none, for it is betrothed.
Yet if your curiosities and inclinations bid you to
Give names and leanings its wanderings to.
Remember your workings shall find
Beyond the horizon is its flight.
Satiated still if you are not
Consider it inconstant, if you must.
hmm...
ReplyDeletebeautiful...