Hearts gone cold

Destined

Be you Guinevere, Helen, or Iseult?
No, their beauty is all but forgotten
They are but phantoms and here remains you
You are what you are and nobody else can be
Reluctant indulgence, and a meek little flame
Yet your heart unbridled, impossible to tame
You yearn for adventure to fulfill yourself
Seeking loves tenure you still long to be free
You are wild at heart, with nowhere to go
You are the director and this is your show
Soft is your flesh, tender your heart
Your suitors won't get a fair start
You have all the answers as you wrote the test Yet you have forgotten all the questions
Love is love and that's what you can say
You know that you'll never be complete
Until at least an attempt is met with defeat
I struggle to set you free in my mind               But you set off long ago and left me behind
You've earned the titles seldom bestown
I cheer your departure and grieve my own
A thousand life times I've known you
I would still ask for a thousand more
I hope that you will soar and leave us behind
If you need shelter you'll never be denied
Do not be that which is expected
No, instead be that which you're destined