Love's Rejection, an Angel's Tears
Love’s Rejection, an Angel’s Tears
By Tony DeLorger © 2011
Tender moments tease my memories,
taunt my loss to the persuasion of regret.
Deeply I wade through my glutinous decisions,
weighing my reasoning with an impassioned mind,
clawing at the crust of self-denial.
Casting aside love is a sad refrain,
each act the tears of angels make,
loves journey ends drenched in the possibility of life.
How I feel that impasse, that sway of converging circumstance,
that brought me to resist life’s most blessed gift.
I miss your touch, your opened heart,
challenged by the hurt of your own losses,
but bravely opened to the opportunity of happiness.
I miss your smile, your optimism and hope,
a beacon of light in a cold and selfish world.
Then, when all was at stake,
I bowed to the doubts of a future yet to be.
Fear as blinding as a snowstorm, captured my heart
blurred my reasoning and guided my mind to action.
Regret is now the pillars of my captivity,
the strong and abiding walls of discontent.
Now, no matter what I feel, I am lost,
and turned your heart to stone,
a heart so gentle.
Now I live in heaven’s rain,
the tears of angels.