there are things
i've held
within the realm
of all my heart can hold;
and in it's
innocence
i've loved more fiercely
than i've ever known,
but,
i was alone.
the things i adored
the tender ways they held me
& caressed the joys unfolding;
could not do the same
for all the ways
the storms, too, came rolling
and,
i went imploding.
resignation ruled as king
nothing was as it seemed
there was, after all, no queen;
and the kingdom's lights
went out at night,
and were never turned on again
because,
there was an end.
-aq/lesnspired