by Nick Gisburne
My poetry, my love, is not for you
These words were not composed to move your mind
No truth, no trace of anything I do
Portrays a passion you will ever find
We shared a breathless moment, nothing more
A memory now bitter to the taste
Emotions promise what we felt before
But wishes are so easily misplaced
I am the distant star you cannot see
A light forever hidden from your eyes
No bond to bind our hearts will ever be
We live, we dream, beneath divided skies
Tomorrows are impossible to share
Your future waits, but I will not be there
