"Soft Goodbye
"
So now it is done, what was so soon begun
the rift has formed and the delicate
fabric is ripped and torn.
Gentle hands once labored here too
to sweetly weave a magic of rare
form now tattered and worn.
But those hands are tired now, once tireless
and the work, incomplete, is tragic
for each moments stitch is now rent.
Baring the breast beneath the cloak
exposing the weakness to the dagger sharp
freshly plunged into the heart's flesh.
Fairer maid was she when we met, then
I tasted of the beauty and charm of her and
found that she was bitter and cold.
And so the foundation has cracked and
the heavenly spire has toppled down below the precipice
falling with the end of my fain desire.
"
So now it is done, what was so soon begun
the rift has formed and the delicate
fabric is ripped and torn.
Gentle hands once labored here too
to sweetly weave a magic of rare
form now tattered and worn.
But those hands are tired now, once tireless
and the work, incomplete, is tragic
for each moments stitch is now rent.
Baring the breast beneath the cloak
exposing the weakness to the dagger sharp
freshly plunged into the heart's flesh.
Fairer maid was she when we met, then
I tasted of the beauty and charm of her and
found that she was bitter and cold.
And so the foundation has cracked and
the heavenly spire has toppled down below the precipice
falling with the end of my fain desire.
