The lament of a heart, one so broken and shattered,
That aches to be made whole again in love that is pure.
A soundless cry which fails to fall on any ear,
Searching for a meaningful eye contact,
From another who looks and instantly feels the pain inside.
Who knows what loneliness is and wants to take it all away,
With weeping droplets of tears that fall like rain,
Splashing on to cheeks and blurring vision into swimming under water worlds.
A soul waiting to feel like an eagle and soar,
High in to the sky with gales of wind beneath outstretched wings,
Catching every breath and never falling down again.
Where two can fly in open glee and joy,
And step into a crowd and never feel lost.
For as long as one breathes the other heart beats,
even when parted by sea or land there is a bond.
But no sweet flight anymore, just waterfalls of tears.
A heart so lonely and wishing to find some peace,
A final resting place locked in arms that never tire,
In Love's sweet and never ending oblivion.

(c) 31 March 2002 21:22, Fnagaton.