~ Poetry by me ~
At a Lack
How can I call you
by only one name?
For each heiti, hundreds
unspoken remain.
Your gift, it fails me
when I need it most:
My words only veil thee,
you stay undisclosed.
Yet ever you lure me,
elusive as air,
My own sound and fury
an empty affair;
My failure foregone,
all my words I would stay,
But love drives me on,
and I must obey.
© Michaela
Macha
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