Notes of Love-
Music is your voice
in my ear
That reverberates
In my lonely
heart
a solitary sweet
note
of love and desire
How long must one
suffer
In despair and longing
Until the end is
released
as a dove from
its cage
Is it arbitrary
or by design?
Passionate devotion
turns reverie
Into daydreams
and reality into
Avoidance
Truth becomes an
abomination
to a lover's soul
Time grows flowers
and trees
But my heart grows
more timid
in hope
and yet
Increased in
ardent yearning
creating a
melange of intense
pain
from which
there exists
no relief
Until your music
returns to
me.
-Haviva
(C) HVM 2019
The pain is too intense.
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