Poetry by
Sapphire Angel
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Dancing in the Dark
Dancing in the dark,
I am
in the shadows
of your heart.
Waiting. Wondering.
Dancing in the dark,
I see
the light
of your eyes.
Hurting. Hoping.
Dancing in the dark,
I feel
my longing
for your kiss.
Drowning. Delighting.
Dancing in the dark,
I know
the ache
for your love.
Enticing. Exasperating.
Dancing in the dark,
I seek
a path
to your soul.
Searching. Sighing.
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Now What?
You
came to me for solace
as your world came crashing down.
Gladly, I gave it to you.
You came to me for pleasure
when you feared there was none around.
Gleefully, I gave it to you.
You came to me in a whirlwind
while the hours made days as they wound.
Gloriously, I was amazed by you.
I came to you for adventure
even while my fears did abound.
Patiently, you quieted them.
I came to you with heart guarded
but opened the cage with a bound.
Wondrously, our hearts met.
I came to you with eyes open
hoping might be wouldn't be found.
Sadly, you discovered the way.
I gave to much of my love
quite by accident, and in dismay.
Woefully, I fear you'll not stay.
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Closure
Did
you lie
when you said you love me
with a voice so sincere?
Or were you only saying
what you thought I wanted to hear?
Do you know
your words and actions
are as distant as Earth and star?
You sounded so near
but your actions spoke louder
of how distant you actually are.
Yes, I realize
on some level you really care.
I'll treasure the good,
though the bad outweighs,
and declare you and I
are going our separate ways.
Yes, I know
it's possible one day you'll call.
You'll speak with that voice
and say all those words,
but no and good-bye are my only choice.
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Little Girl Too
There
were times in my life
when a dad like you are for her
could have eased my path
and brought end to my strife.
I am your firstborn
and I remember my dad.
He carried me and he answered me
with patience I never saw worn.
Then you were gone
and I heard many tales
of how you turned your back,
didn't love me, one of those males.
I winced when I heard
how gallant you were
in defense of your littlest girl,
and I became jealous of her.
All the years I've wanted you,
not things, and never said I do.
I've feared your rejection and scorn,
but Daddy, I'm your little girl, too.
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Ingram
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