To Be Denied

To Be Denied

 

Balancing on the edge of the world,

I saw my love go by,

Never to be realized.

 

Stretching out the limits of my sanity,

I gave a primal cry,

Only too ready to die.

 

Submitting to romantic ruminations,

I poisoned my soul to sanctify,

the never-ending love that purifies.

 

Screaming out a bleak existence,

I touch the painted lie,

Only to be denied.

© Deena Remiel, 2010.