The Sadness in Her Eyes

The sadness in her eyes breaks me,
Willing me to reach across the breach of hurt;
To hold her hand and tell her it was all a dream.

The painful lustre in her eyes,
As they glistened in the candle light that night
Would draw me into granting a reprieve that is not mine.

She seeks a place to leave her wish.
Where, at the feet of a gentle wizened priest,
She can be relieved of a flagrant breach, a love once spurned.

There is no forgiveness I can give;
No blessings in my hand that can yield respite;
No libation that can appease my blithely shattered heart.

The sadness in her eyes draws me
But I can only stare, nonplussed.
Benumbed by my pain that still bleeds red.

21 thoughts on “The Sadness in Her Eyes

  1. this is very profound, I can almost feel the sadness coming out of the screen."The sadness in her eyes draws meBut I can only stare, nonplussed.Benumbed by my pain that still bleeds red."Sometimes, there's just nothing that can be done to ease someone else's pain.No matter how much comefort you give, it seems to only settle on the surface…Very well written; I like the contrast and imagery used here!!

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