the soliloquy

Hidden thoughts

The soliloquy is this
Secrets have found ways to live
In dark places
Where no light of day shines
How can I bare
The overgrowing vines?
Overthrow me from my throne of solitude
For this is worse than loneliness
Second only to death
This is torture
Of the purest kind
To have you so very near
But not have you here
In my single bosom where butterflies have made their flight
From this tapestry, sublime
Tie loose threads from this furnishing
Around my neck my waist my wrists for telling time
Then dangle me to be seen by the sun
For your love, I'll burn
And I'll burn for life
Stop these secrets, tormenting
Reprieve me with the dew on your lips
Or a twinkle from your eye
To shine some hopeful light in the middle of my night