Songs of Life
An Irish Pearl
Your eyes held me trapped, azure pools of mirth,
But in your innocence your smile swallowed my heart.
I did not ask, but I knew what my heart was thinking.
Still there was no mercy in the timing for the old should know better.
As I stared at those oceans that were your beckoning eyes,
I fell into those pheromone fathoms, and then stayed unbidden.
Hiding between the currents I kept swimming deeper,
Deeper than I should, hoping for the peace and calm.
Contentment was to be had in those depths.
My head spun and my chest screamed from the pressure.
I longed for a breadth needing air, but I was not suffocating,
I was smothering from guilt, and thoughts of unrequited love.
Then I realized it could not be, and I retreated to the surface.
Love took me to a realm where I was no longer welcomed,
But I am thankful for the visit even if it caused me to
forever sit on the sands listening to the surf lapping,
Dashing my hopes of returning to the sea.
But in your innocence your smile swallowed my heart.
I did not ask, but I knew what my heart was thinking.
Still there was no mercy in the timing for the old should know better.
As I stared at those oceans that were your beckoning eyes,
I fell into those pheromone fathoms, and then stayed unbidden.
Hiding between the currents I kept swimming deeper,
Deeper than I should, hoping for the peace and calm.
Contentment was to be had in those depths.
My head spun and my chest screamed from the pressure.
I longed for a breadth needing air, but I was not suffocating,
I was smothering from guilt, and thoughts of unrequited love.
Then I realized it could not be, and I retreated to the surface.
Love took me to a realm where I was no longer welcomed,
But I am thankful for the visit even if it caused me to
forever sit on the sands listening to the surf lapping,
Dashing my hopes of returning to the sea.
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An Irish Pearl
An Irish Pearl
