Annie's Prayer

Annie's Prayer 

Sweet cupid soothe his sorrowed heart 
And brush away the tear stained lock, 
From his still worried brow. 
Gentle as a baby's breath, 
Remove the arrow you did strike. 
A glorious red center spot 
In my sweet lovers soul. 
Remove the pain, 
erase the want. 
His suffering hold at bay. 
Even if, to lose the pain, 
My name he now knows not. 
Then, as to him, 
guard soft, 
guard sweet, 
And love-pierce his heart again tomorrow. 
From she which sits upon his hearth, 
And can his dear lips borrow, 
And keep secure and safe this heart 
That was my own, once ripped from me. 
But as to me, 
You leave ALONE. 
And never touch his arrow.
I choose to hear Love's Echo's Quest ... 
To comfort in this sorrow, 
And hold my memories close. 
Now as to me; fly, FLY away.
And never aim again at, 
For my heart has become as stone 
Forlorn. Apart. Aloof. Alone.
For my heart has become as clay,
Love cured, 
Kill-fired, 
Empty vat 
Hard --- white --- as ancient bone. 

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