Ode To True Love

I did not know it was even gone,
Because I never really needed it, since
The day our lives diverged and we moved on-
Then, my heart made another appearance
When you came back to me, after a lifetime.
As though you knew why it had been coffered,
You provided it purpose again, at just the right time,
With the promise of a love, long ago offered!

What the future holds is now not known,
With you in my heart though, I am never alone.
Keep me in your heart too, so I am there when you need me.
One day, I may again be the call of your heart-
Should this come to pass, I beg of you to heed me
So that I may gift my love's full impart!

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Trust

Trust-whence breached, never restored;
You have grounded what once soared,
Taken away, not to be the same again,
Chaos in your wake, all that does remain!

Forgiveness shall come, in time's due course,
Not though before evidence of your remorse-
For all you have destroyed, without cause,
All that would still be, had you taken pause!

Scarred am I-and all those I love too,
I remain steadfast, to mine own self, true!
Justice be done, though the Heavens may fall,
No longer frieghtened, nor in your thrall!

Soon to be over, your nefarious plot-
Still, I shed tears for thee, though worthy not!

Maurice Harris,6 September 2009

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Trinity

All most mighty exist in a trinity,
Some simple or ethereal, others may
Bespeak a most puissant divinity;
Everyone affected by them everyday!

The Father, the Son and the Holy Ghost
Hope, faith and love, they, to us, give host!
Ideals perhaps- learning, virtue and piety
In humble service to your omniscient diety!

Sun, Moon and stars encompass all supernal,
Awe-inspiring, daunting-night and day, a coronal!
Earth, wind and fire encompass all elemental,
Love and respect for each, vital and fundamental!
Mother, Father and child-triad of most import:
Ne'er shall any emperil or lessen their assort!

Maurice Harris,5 October 2009

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Your Words Cut, Whilst Your Heart Bleeds

I have seen signs-they seem to be everywhere;
'What do they mean? ', I wonder-should I even care! ?
There remains a mystery in their appearance-
They seemingly belie a contrary avowance:
Is this a way to speak without word! ?
Should I ignore all that I have 'heard'?
Actions speak the volume that words cannot,
Actions 'say' what your muffled lips, ought.
Your actions give rise to my amorous allusions.
Certain facts are wholly incontrovertible,
Which give rise to certain conclusions
Which are inherent and inescapable:
Your words belie your wants and needs,
Your words cut, whilst your heart bleeds!

-Maurice Harris,1 August 2012

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Mask Not May I, My Heart's Grief

Left was I, in your haste, a conciliatory bequeath:
Meted a constancy of your visage, its beauty-
Hold fast to my belief in our love, my duty:
Employed, as my broken heart's sheath!

Naught shall I waiver or wane in said belief,
Nor surely could it's like pass my way again:
Thought of your absence, my love's bane,
Mask not may I, my heart's grief!

The sole abatement of such as this
May only present in my love's arrival:
The only surety of my soul's survival-
Tis thee, my dear-the cause of my bliss!

Until you again are with me, I hold one thought near:
That is, your profound want of being here!

Maurice Harris,20 October 2008

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My Love Is A Symphony

All my love, expressly delivered to you,
My hopes and dreams have all come true!
My heart I give, with trust and fidelity:
Without hesitation or any form of ambiguity!

Nary does a moment pass without thought of thee,
This is surely what life ought to be!
Wholly and completely, I offer you my heart,
Ne'er shall even our demise cause our part!

All is owed to thee and to the fates,
Our love strengthens as time abates!
With me have you been for my life, whole:
Mere thought of thee, felicitous to my soul!

My love is a symphony, you, it's conductor:
My heart now resides with you, as it's abductor!

Maurice Harris,28 October 2008

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The Wonder I Now See

I do felicitously ponder our life's sequel;
As your's is a beauty truly without equal,
The brightest stars pale when comparison is made:
Their grandeur and brilliance doth seem to fade!

Yet, all too doth seem still more beauteous,
To thee and thine own grace, I remain duteous:
To consort with thee, all, I would proffer
For its guard, abiding, in my heart, I would coffer!

The ordinary is made to inspire awe,
The imperfect, now seen without flaw-
The unsightly, now seen with new eyes:
That not noticed before, I now prize!

All owed to thee, the wonder I now see,
That thought unattainable, may now be!

Maurice Harris,24 August 2009

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My Long 'Day

My long 'day' approaches its 'night',
An egregious injustice approaches its right!
Truth comes into focus, becomes apparent-
Never have I once, from this, been errant!

The world must now and evermore, awaken,
To all, that from me, has been baselessly taken;
Silent no more, I speak a righteous tale,
No longer may they besmirch me or assail!

Far too much import is there, intrinsic,
To not dispute your mendacious mnesic!
So long as I live, so long as I breathe,
Shall I not cower from what I now sheathe-
Never to stop fighting until the fight is done,
Laying down my arms only when the battle is won!

Maurice Harris,20 September 2009

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My Fate

Surely many concerned have bothered not, sleuth:
Time shall allow all who doubt be shown the truth!

My fate now rests with you, my Lord-
'Shall my suffering continue as has been,
Or shall my faith in You gain reward;
If not, when will my righteous struggle end? '

I present not with you false appearance:
Though I do not gather your design full,
I question not your purposive omniscience!
Alas, I defend daily against doubt's pull!

No matter the result, dutiful I shall remain!
If You answer but one prayer I may make-
Grant me consort with my daughters again:
This would make worth of all my heartache!

Maurice Harris,25 September 2009

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My Life's Most Sacred Duty

Dreams do take me back to the beauty,
To love you I shall, for all of my days;
For it is my life's most sacred duty-
Nothing, nor any one may alter my course, or me, phase!

I have dreamt many times since I saw thee last;
Always are you far more beautiful
Now than thou were in the past;
My devotion to thee: unwavering, dutiful!

My first breath, and my last, I owe to thee;
My every gift I possess, I bestow to thee;
A piece of my heart, missing for far too long
Resides with you and is needed, to remain strong!

All ever I have wanted, since able to choose,
Ever taken, in an instant, ever too much to lose!

Maurice Harris,6 March 2008

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