Attending Thee

Attending Thee

Lo I hear the nightbird's call, and should I answer same?

That precious sound lies dormant now where reigneth thy sweet name.

These depths of need are bittersweet, yet I must not delay.

That call keeps ringing through my soul, but Fie! I must not stray!


A travesty is this mine lot, when what I sought was real,

A love that was encumbered not with baser motives filled.

Gentle is the call to me, an unremembered bliss,

From one whose face I never saw, who never stole a kiss.


With stealth reptilian, unheard, my heart responds to Thee.

An atmosphere of hope pervades this nocturn scenery.

Could Thou of all the hearts I've met yet call to wounded me?

For Thee I never could forget throughout eternity.


Author's Notes/Comments: 

A challenge of ten words...

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Jessica, it was a VERY meagre challenge when compared to its response. Even the challenge was not my original thoughts, but just passed along from a lovely note I'd gotten. This work of yours may well become The Poem of The Century. Fondest regards and truest respect, Dear Poetess-heart; your "dormant" period was one of "The Crouching Tigress"!!, obviously. Let Her ROAR!!! Teddy Rx

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