Treason To My Own Heart

The last poem from "Sleepless Nights - Dreaming Of You" my 2nd book.

-x-


 Song of lust,
Song of love,
Envious patterns.
All absent.


Longing trail of thoughts lying, sleeping on my mind.
Sleepless nights - Dreaming of you.

But the time has come,
Where I give in.
Where I must watch
And keep my heart to myself.
A selfish motive?
No!
Treason to my own heart.


Were call it a short break-
A vocation.
Like a business trip.

Subject: Self control.

Sit back and watch the world-
Pass on by.