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peterdawes — Confessions of a Lonely Heart by-nc-nd
Published: 2008-03-26 21:06:43 +0000 UTC; Views: 430; Favourites: 7; Downloads: 4
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Description what if i see
you again, my dear?
someday
somewhere
on some street
in some city
on my doorstep
presented before me
tied in a ribbon.
gaze upon you
with my eyes
feel your breath
upon my skin;
would this mean
the years apart
had finally come to an end?


what if i taste
your kisses
soaked in wine
and decide i cannot
let go of you again?
would you remain
tethered to my presence?
would you remain
close beside me
as we'd planned before?
multiple vows exchanged
death, then eternity;
the initial blueprint
of our lives.
would the plans return
to the master builder
and the two
become one
once again?

they say parting
is such sweet sorrow
while accepting the pain;
without raging
against the dying
of the light.
but i have walked
through the valley
of the shadow
of death
already.
i have weathered
the endless years
away from you
and would not be able
to let you go again.

what if it happens
that i make love
to you once more?
that i touch your face
lying beside you
as we once had
years ago?
would you agree
to stay?
could it be like
it was before,
only better?
not taking you for granted
as i had before.
cherishing the gift
you are to me.

if i promised you the world;
the earth, moon, and stars
the heart of the penitent
who's seen the error
of his ways
and lived with
the bitter taste
of his mistakes
upon his tongue.
would it make any difference
to you
to know
that i
would never let
you walk away again
as i had before?

would the years
melt away
bringing us back
to the present?
would you stay
instead of walking
away from me
once again?
please say yes
to me, my dear.
because the days
have been restless
and the nights cold
without you near.
what if i confessed
this to you?
would you confess
the same to me
as well?
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Comments: 26

katarthis [2008-09-05 18:02:53 +0000 UTC]

Loving the damned does something to each party. How the eternal must be terrified by the power of the one that must fade... the dragon knows a similar fate, when one day he awakens and sees the track of time on his love's face. Where did the time go? Why did I not see it passing... Why did I not make each moment count?

Could you start again? How does one in your position handle that heart, still loving what hasn't changed outside, torn by the way they have?

k

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SoraNoMiki [2008-03-30 05:19:41 +0000 UTC]

It's not good to dwell on what-ifs. It could drive a sane man mad. It could send one into hysterics. Too often we look back thinking what if, especially when we are sad or guilty. But as eternal as your life may be, you can not go back in time. You can not change what's been done. The only thing to do now is carry on, brave the storms, and try to not make too many more what-ifs.

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peterdawes In reply to SoraNoMiki [2008-04-02 01:06:10 +0000 UTC]

Quite so, dear. Still, it seems as though I have to make that confession before I can move forward to what lies ahead. I owe the ones I've harmed that much and more.
However, you're right. Becoming mired within 'what if' will do no one any good. Mortal or immortal.

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nubianunique [2008-03-29 02:22:56 +0000 UTC]

i agree that there is so much longing, and yearning in this piece. i think many of us can relate. absence definitely makes the heart grow fonder. may your dream come true. this is a true confession indeed. love is stronger than pride, and you prove it in this one.

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peterdawes In reply to nubianunique [2008-03-29 21:23:02 +0000 UTC]


I sincerely hope she agrees, should I have the chance to share it with her.

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denlm [2008-03-28 17:42:18 +0000 UTC]

the heart of the penitent
who's seen the error
of his ways
and lived with
the bitter taste
of his mistakes
upon his tongue.

You are not expected to live with mistakes forever, my friend. As long as she lives, confession and forgiveness live too.

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peterdawes In reply to denlm [2008-03-28 22:19:00 +0000 UTC]

Consider it a plea to her, letting her know I've seen where I went wrong.
A broken man confesses to his beloved angel.

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denlm In reply to peterdawes [2008-03-29 00:47:01 +0000 UTC]

Will you make sure those words are placed someplace where she cannot fail to read them? Otherwise, Peter, you are confessing to the wind.

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peterdawes In reply to denlm [2008-03-29 21:25:58 +0000 UTC]

Quite so, Denise. Quite so.
We shall see what happens.

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VisualPoetress [2008-03-27 03:03:46 +0000 UTC]

Beautiful writing, I can sense the longing and I can truly identify with it

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peterdawes In reply to VisualPoetress [2008-03-28 14:33:49 +0000 UTC]

Thank you very much for the warm comment and the favorite.

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purecountry [2008-03-27 00:36:31 +0000 UTC]

"What might have been" and "what could be..." Two questions that can conjure up the deepest hurt. So much longing, and needing in your words. Wanting one more chance to hold on and not let go...

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peterdawes In reply to purecountry [2008-03-27 02:08:14 +0000 UTC]

Desperately. With every fiber of my being. This world has been a bit darker since I allowed her to slip away.

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purecountry In reply to peterdawes [2008-03-27 02:20:56 +0000 UTC]

I can feel the desperation from you..It is quit strong. Do not ever let go of the need to have her. Beautiful writing again..

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peterdawes In reply to purecountry [2008-03-28 14:30:52 +0000 UTC]

I shall not, my dear. Thank you once more.

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twilight-apple [2008-03-26 23:15:34 +0000 UTC]

yup, one could go mad hoping about what could be. hopefully you don't end up going insane and everything. whose poetry would i read then?

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peterdawes In reply to twilight-apple [2008-03-27 02:02:59 +0000 UTC]

*chuckles* I shall endeavor to stay sane for your behalf, then.
Thank you for the favorite, dear Lindsay.

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Zer0Hawke [2008-03-26 22:06:15 +0000 UTC]

Such longing in those words. Perhaps, one day, she'll read this.. I'm sure it would provoke memories and thoughts, if not an immediate reaction.

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peterdawes In reply to Zer0Hawke [2008-03-27 02:00:17 +0000 UTC]

I hope to hold her in my arms some day, reading these poems to her while pausing to breathe her scent in to ensure she truly is there with me. I have an eternity waiting for me that I am eager to arrive at. I only hope she feels the same.

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reanna-banana [2008-03-26 21:40:49 +0000 UTC]

i agree. almost musical.

do i detect a hint of rhyme between the lines?

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peterdawes In reply to reanna-banana [2008-03-27 01:48:51 +0000 UTC]

Purely inadvertent if it happened, but that could very well be the case.

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reanna-banana In reply to peterdawes [2008-03-27 02:03:48 +0000 UTC]

ahha, niice.

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LeonieSainteVire [2008-03-26 21:37:13 +0000 UTC]

::soft sigh::I think this is ...musical...indeed, if only I could put create the melody that I hear in my mind and heart as I read this.

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peterdawes In reply to LeonieSainteVire [2008-03-27 01:46:26 +0000 UTC]

Thank you kindly, dear. And many thanks for the favorite. Musical? That is quite the compliment. There often is a distinctive heartbeat to each work and it's interesting to hear some of it bleeds through to the reader. I wasn't certain if such was the case.

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LeonieSainteVire In reply to peterdawes [2008-03-27 01:57:23 +0000 UTC]

::laughs:::See...it affected me so profoundly that I stumbled over my words! "Put..create?" Words...and music...so sayeth Eddie Wilson.

There is a ...rhythm...to life...a melody in everything. Or so it seems to me, and it is impossible for me to separate one from the other.

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peterdawes In reply to LeonieSainteVire [2008-03-28 14:54:24 +0000 UTC]

Quite so, my dear. I couldn't agree more.

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