Lover yell your heart

desire no less than what you can

offer

 

Leave the price of the heart

in your souled boots and painted toes

 

Let the eyes wonder in pain and

sorrow with the handed down tears

of the ages

 

Show no ell will to the broken hearten

the sorrow soul and the painful tears that

reduced if self to nothing but a hallow out

shell.

 

Show faith and sol-lice to the one that you

have no desire for in the making