My attempt at free verse
Awaken, precious flower, For your buds are laved in dew Like beads upon your thorns, in the morning day of new For in your sweet essence,
Whisper those things you love, about me darling dear Make me smile and softly weep, with your thoughts so lovingly cle… Then hold me gently,
I’ll n’er look into your eyes agai… but only in dreams enshrined, There by winters gate, where we drank forbidden wine You hold me in cabin light
When I am nothing but a cloud… and my memory old as rust; you will see me standing on the sh… you’ll feel me in the winds that g… You’ll hear my voice at midnight,
There is an ache that lives ins… from where it comes I do not know But with it brings black butterfli… that carry pain on wings of woe Casting shadows on midnight moon,
Yes, the winds of love still bl… and heat still melts the winters s… The robin still sings, the black b… Clouds billow across the skies in… The tide still ebbs from an aching…
Though a tear fall from an ache Raining drops o’er land or lake Dark clouds above, now wax and wan… for fate to take away the pain
In life’s wave of ebb and flow, there’s mountains high, and valley… Where eagles soar in endless skies… and natures wonders Grace our eyes… Flowers bloom on summers day,
Truths lie within the given book Gifted to all our souls be shook Lest slumbered eyes refuse to see, blind sightedness that lives in th… Rivers still flow into the streams
I hear the melody of midnight, and the song of the whippoorwill I pray for you my sweet darling, as the silence of night stands sti… My tears flow an ebbing stream
Breath of beauty, smell of myrr… For all my love it does stir That of which my heart awakes My lips of red softly quake Your touch be, as gentle spring
I had a bleeding heart of pain, that only you could heal It was my hope, a reoccurring drea… one I thought you might could feel I cried those tears of many years,
O love within my hearts desire, you tangled neath brush and briar; to live below a world of bitter b… while my lips drip with lovers win… Now in chambers bed I weep,
O what love is this; that I am still so in love with th… Hath not the empty years passed; enough to set my heart free? O thou love by the undying sea,
Under barbs of brambled lies, dirt and dust mask the skies Where deceit taste of chocolate pi… and hells fury is sure to fry Oh how I weep, only to think,