the love you crave

it does not bleed the same tears
it does not contain
the same fears

your soul is the light
of a thousand examinations
your heart is right, not the reason
for these damnations

you
as one
are the meaning of passion
your beguiled devotion
is not deserving of this emotion

bearing the same sight have come many morns
and as before so now again
the truth dawns

believe
for salvation, the answer
is near
subject to the proscription
of those you hold dear
and aspersion
of the love you crave