The man within my head urges
The man within my heart to drink ten cups.
Ten cups to perhaps dull the pain
Ten cups to perhaps replace it with drunkenness.
...But what ten cups could make me as drunk
As I ever am with your love in my heart?
You came to me last night in a dream,
I know this because awake or asleep
I am lost and always thinking of you.
And I wondered, since it was really you,
Coming to me across the miles between us,
How could you lift your wings and use them?
Is there some message I could send,
Some sentence of mere words that will remind you
Of the spoken and unspoken vows
Known only to our two hearts?
Words we whispered through many quiet midnights…
…That we surely wished to soar to the heavens
Two birds joined with the wings of one.
…That we wished to grow old together on earth
As two branches of one strong tree.
And so I ask questions I know the answers to…
Who is lovelier than she?
…Yet she lives alone in an empty valley.
And who is stronger than she?
…Yet she finds no wind to lift her wings.
And isn’t the joining of a girl, the placing of her
Away from her family, much like the launching
Of a little boat on a great river?
Shall one now only see bright tears upon her cheek
…And not the man she so bitterly loves?
Somewhere there is that last candle lit
Slowly getting smaller and smaller
As it, feeling our sadness, weeps,
As we do, all through the night.
And somewhere, sometime, on earth or in heaven,
We may once again see the bright flame of our love…
But just now must ask….shall there be only ashes?
So in your waking moments,
Should you pass through some park and
Think of me…seeing purple blossoms
That will ever remind me of you…
Take home an armful, for my sake,
As a symbol of our love.