Frank Witte - January's Call

No Expectations;
No Revelations.
Domestification
of my heart left unpaired.
All hesitation
for a maiden so fair.

Next day fire raged within
Seemingly meaningless,
of hazardous origin,
heartache followed seamless.

No truth and no dare,
mystic rivalry
between heart and mind.
A wish you were there.
No blood, unaware,
fatalistic chivalry,
for a soul disaligned?
No time left to spare.

And so I stand restrained
my heart bound in chains
I wish to speak no word
To afraid to get hurt
My defences are down
and my shield on the ground.

For this is my token;
my blade's left unbroken.
To her I will surrender
and in silence pretend her
hand covering my eyes
for they saw paradise.

Still I remain sillent
though it tears up my heart.
My caution's prevaillent,
for once, for a start.

This love is not my call,
I'ld rather have you as a friend.
Although I could tell you all,
I might lose you to love in the end.

But if there is love in you for me,
and you find courage to speak,
then together let us seek
love's unexpected discovery.

Frank Witte

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