Extract
What is love?
I know it not.
It knows not me.
Let it fly to the wind.
Let the truth be told.
Let the pen stab at the heart.
My soul warrants no
Enmity
Yet receives all
With the faintest
Of
Sorrowed
Grins.
Uncertainty
Once, a hand reached out
Alone in the darkness.
A moment of fear
A moment of pain
And then that hand was filled.
The ephemeral moment
Is an eternity.
Now take your hand from mine
Let each finger be a reminder
Of a time when our two hands were one.
For as I climbed my peaks
You guided my way
As I crawled in darkness
You helped me find the path
As I grasped the cup
It was you who filled it
And for you that I sought it out.
I depart now as I came.
My hands are cold
And though they may again be filled,
They shall never forget your texture.
This place, this time, this everything
Will not be lost
Even as my hands
—my eternal hands—
Crumble into dust.
These hands are but a breath in time
Their touch is nothing more
But beyond the reach of touch and time
Together let us soar.
Cyrano’s Apprentice
I apologize for all my words
Which stumble from my tongue
Though wrought to fit a harmony
They cannot match your song
I apologize for flowers sent
Which though they blossomed true
Before your petals bright and soft
They withered while in bloom
I apologize for squandered time
Spent pondering the sky
Instead of seeking tainted grails
I should be at your side
I apologize for all my love
I’ve shown it as I could
For though it’s all that drives my life
I cannot love you as I should.