tagNon-Erotic PoetryJourneys end

Journeys end


Give me tranquil waters
Give me skies of blue,
A quiet place of refuge
To mend a heart so true.
No more for me the food of love
The sweet and heady wine,
For me the only grapes that grow
Are bitter on the vine.
There are no scented flowers
A love that blooms no more,
Their roots lie torn and bleeding
Fom a heart now bruised and sore.
I cannot reach the sunny skies
Nor hear a lovers song,
I'll pack away my trust for good
The journey is too long.

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