When words can do no more

From Love bites (50 poems for lovers) coming soon 2014  When words can do no morebut stutter, stumble and recallthe depth and breadth of past declensions;when feelings fumble from the deeplike trees bereft in winter galethat fall but leave intact deep twisted rootswhich suddenly each spring renewfragile pale green shoot on withered branch,and all I love in you is transcribed in the beautyof our children’s laughing faces. It seems somehow we’ve tried it allsomersaulted ,Catherine wheeledblazed the darkened nights with fireball frenzy,so many years of fighting truth:each time that you drew near I shied like startled deerbit you with a tigers wraththen watched you bleed your mortal woundscouldn’t somehow croon the soundsto heal our broken language . This is just another rhyme,you’ll say it lies the way all the others dobut I always, always, knew that shining secret heartyou keep hidden out of touch where it’s padlocked to my soul;here words can do no more than recall ghostly liveswhen you were mine  and for some reason I don’t knowI battered down that twice locked door to reach the other sideso I could tell you one more time ,that despite myself and between the linesmaybe because you make me cry,I’ll always, always, love you.