Bitter Blessings Poem by Leria Hawkins

Date: January 27,2009
By: Leria Hawkins

As the moon comes and goes on my haunting dreams
And a hundred suns set across my troubled heart
My song lingers, pining for warmth and the grace of love
Yearning for one more night quickened by the fire

If my heart could speak, it would scream nay
Leave me never; hold me breathless in your lasting embrace
But the beating of the drum rings clarity through my mind
To set me corrected upon the path I must travel

Oh, how foolishly I've coiled myself around your little finger
Tethering my puppet heart to your ravenous appetite
Never pausing to consider the consequence
Or the toll on my spirit as I struggle, tangled in the strings

What am I to believe when there is no softness of heart
As I wake from yesterday's fire, bitten by a wintry frost
And what shall I assume when reason is cast aside as folly
With no regard for the fire that rages beneath my breast

Seems I can't shake our secrets free from the bed sheets
Or stop the ghosts of our past from making love to my dreams
But as I wake, shivering on a blanket as cold as arctic snow
I am reminded that our flame has blown free from my grasp

Oh, to love, to love…it's a blessing and a curse
Where a few fleeting moments to believe in fairy tales
Is shadowed by torn and tattered wings, broken in a freefall
Leaving my heart spinning like a yoyo between love and loss

And how do I save myself from a heart bent on destruction
Where a mere breath sends fire racing through my veins
And the remnants of a kiss trails gooseflesh along my spine
How do I quell the dreams that mock my heart as twilight fades

Seems the battle is lost, and I am forever a slave to your will
So break me sweetheart, so I may chance to heal
Cruel words will bring this farce to an end
So cut me, my darling, then let my heart mend…

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