quell this desire

Copyright © March 28, 2002 by Richard J. Sereday Jr.
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Some of the most valuable gifts
the world has ever known,
that of my heart and love,
which to you, I did out hold
but for you to in partake.

My love, such a prize
few have ever known,
much less receive,
and yet there for you
it was laid at your feet.

I held this love
close to my heart
for oh so long,
for I had yet to 
find one worthy
to have bestowed upon 
such a grand prize, 
and then came you.

Yes, I love you, yes it is true,
and I hold out to you these gifts,
there for your pleasure alone.

Will you see in them,
their value and true worth
as before your eyes they be placed.

Will you take them in your hands,
hold them in your arms,
clutch them to your bosom?  

True love everlasting,
how many ever find it,
the lucky few, I say.

So here I do bestow
this love of mine
that now to you belongs.

Yes, it is true,
you have won my heart. 

It is yours
so plain to see,
there for the take,
but only for you.

This love there for you,
it is so real and 
it is so powerful,
as it does call out your name.

But reality does set in
and I do then recall,
that you belong to another,
so how can you be mine,
and how can I be yours,
tell me this do.

Yes, this call does call to you,
but the answering shall never be,
yet that calling does endure
beyond the indicated logic
that does this dictate.

So, t’was not meant to be,
this is all so plain to see,
but quell this desire,
that I can not do.