A Poem to My Queen

When clouds above come and shed her rain.
I stand alone to feel the pain.
And through the dark days all bound by chains.
My heart I feel as life is drained.

And heart thus weak still long for your kiss.
My fear of loosing you seem never cease.
My words of promise give but moments peace.
Thine assurance my queen may calm my stormy seas.

And as I wait for thy sweet words.
My heart is locked in saddened chords.
All that keeps my head upright.
Is the hope and faith in heart so slight.

Hands held a moment of joyful bliss.
A sigh of hope in a moment's beat.
As long as distance but a moments breath.
It seems my heart is far from death.

Why it seems so hard the pain to hide.
The lone road walks each and every stride.
When eyes are open when hearts are too.
In hope my load is shared by you.

How windows are open but the doors are closed.
How the wilderness inside cries out to oppose.
Now the cup overflows and nothing to catch.
Helplessly I stand as water at the feet I watch.

How it pains your face give not a touch.
And how a kiss not planted hurts so much.
Cherish as I may a distant glance.
And jumps the heart for a smile to chance.

Why turmoil is there amidst the peace?
When dark dwelleth and life seems more amiss.
How the battles never end moreso within.
And to fight so hard to not lead us both to sin.

This my poem, my queen, to you.
In my hope that someday a free heart beside you.
In the years and decades that will pass.
In the hope for the day hearts are free at last.

08/25/98