I wanted...

I wanted …
 
I wanted
to write a novel once into the sky
for you.
Instead I dropped my pen
in agony.
 
I wanted to create
a music full of magic harmony
for you.
Instead a sob  
was rising from my heart.
 
I wanted to erect 
a tower, strong and high  
for you and me.
Instead I wrung my hands
 in mourning.
 
Now I am left to watch   
if someone else is writing  
fiction into the clouds,
if someone else is building
a mighty castle to protect his love.
I listen thoughtfully  
if someone will be strong enough
to do a piece of music
that casts a spell  over my heart.
 
 
 
© I. Beddies


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