waking tear

oh! would that i could protect my heart
from such weakness it has for you…
when your soul sings sweet nothings
to me, drifting me softly to sleep;
for within those lullabies, lies hope
that you might yet, find me…
though soul’s purpose be shrouded-
clouded by misgivings of the day,
i can’t help but think of thoughts
that you might still find your way…
and within those thoughts, held is grief,
for my eyes hear what my ears refuse
to see… you, my love, are but a memory
and I am just a waking tear

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