Lilith Van'Nightinveil

February 27, 1997 - Stettler AB
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Torn Whispers: A Path Best Left Untrodden

In the depths of longing, where emotions intertwine,
A tangle of contradictions, a delicate design.
My heart, a stubborn rebel, yearns for his affection,
While my weary mind resists, seeking its own protection.

Entwined in memories, like whispers through the breeze,
The touch of his fingertips, the way he put me at ease.
My heart reminisces, still besotted by his charm,
But my weary mind cautions, knowing it'll only bring harm.

Hope, like a flickering flame, dances before my eyes,
Yet my mind, pragmatic and wise, sees through the disguise.
It whispers of consequences, of paths best left untrodden,
Knowing that surrendering will only leave me forsaken and sodden.

Torn between longing and rationality's embrace,
My heart yearns for his love, a void it cannot erase.
Yet my mind, burdened with wisdom's cloak, holds firm,
Denying the heart the solace for which it yearns.

Oh, the sweet agony of longing, a bittersweet sensation,
Where desire clashes with reason, a battle without cessation.
For my heart hopes against hope, despite the mind's refrain,
Unheeded whispers of caution, a dance in shadows, in vain.

But in this realm of desire, where contradictions reside,
I tread a fragile tightrope, a balancing act to abide.
To honor the mind, with its wisdom and clarity,
While appeasing the heart's plea for his touch, his sincerity.

Oh, the heart's yearning beats bravely, like a relentless drum,
While the mind whispers apologies, wishing it could succumb.
For deep within our essence, love's yearning finds its place,
Bound by this delicate dance, each step a gentle embrace.

So I'll cherish the sweet echoes of his love in my core,
Yet heed the mind's warnings, as my heart longs for more.
In this dance of contradictions, where hope and reason collide,
I strive to find solace, where my heart and mind can reside.
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