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by Melina Raven Maness Diebold

In sad, cold December I thought I knew
What spurned me from him and drew me to you
Justa fad, justa fling, just a fantasy I guessed
so I placed you away and considered myself blessed

With each bright dawn of daylight, afresh and anew
so thrived my passion, a constant hunger for you
Each gentle laugh, each glance from your soft, green eyes
further provoked me to end my sad web of lies

Your friendly demeanor and your characteristic charm
was not even comparable to one brush of your arm
But I kept stoking my dying love, decrepit and dire
and struggled to eliminate and subdue my desire

Like a lonely orphaned puppy, it followed me around
til nothing but visions of you in my mind could be found
At the brink of insanity, and tired of resiting
I finally understood what my mind was insisting

I loved you, I loved, Oh God! How I loved you
not one other mortal could I place above you
so I ended my servitude, sharp and sure
and ran into the arms of you, my love so pure


Posted on 04/02/2002
Copyright © 2022 Melina Raven Maness Diebold

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