It’s you I need beside my heart as hand-in-hand we live
To help with daily struggles, or quality of life.
I close my eyes, to help me through each moment I must live
In knowledge of this Solitude, of Heart!
I close my eyes, with open hands do try I deed, this clutch of straw
But with tempestuous tears, at instant realisation it’s you indeed, I Love.
No want of need, of deep desire, shall I ask of thee
For if it’s ever reciprocated, romance is sure the key.
I’ll never wish this solitude, of heart upon your soul, upon your heart.
I cry at thought, a single sound, a touch, I close my eyes
Where secret I must clutch at straws, a wish, a need, a dream – no more!
I close my eyes to feel, upon life’s realisation that
Solitude of Heart, have I, I have no place of right
To live in knowledge, of your own heart, and what I mean to thee!
In Solitude of Heart I’ll live, that maybe one day past
Our unity of living, of loving as I close my eyes,
Was a moment past, a cliché of something pure!
I dare not ask of you this thing; I’ll never be selfish so,
I’ll live in knowledge, heart-entwined; you’ve found a soul to love.
Hold her tight, treat her right, and never let her go
Share your hearts-entwined, happiness again will meet
In knowledge you’re not alone!
Now life dictates this Solitude, of Heart now I must live
Bodies may be stationary, yet heart, if loved, is yours!
I’ll never live as hearts once found, within a clutch of straw,
Where meadows shined upon with sun, noondays’ heat,
Where hand-in-hand as heart meets heart now stays the course,
True love gave way, to live!
© Sharon-Elizabeth Walker, 2012