sonnet 254 of 257 to my muse...



Sonnet 16/07/05                              MXV

I cannot stand this silence: Dare I try
To tell how much I need her smile? I ache,
Knowing I cannot give the reason why
I have not will to call and silence break.
I fear I do not find enough, in dream,
Of hope and future: Should I think I hold
A cure for her concerns? Would love redeem
Dark anxious nights, or are my dreams too bold?
Yet, can my heart survive not hearing muse,
Or will I dreamless sleep? No light appears
Without her: I am blind, and doubts confuse
My thoughts. How can I bear having these fears?
I know I should not dream, nor seek desires,
But for chance of her smile soul would brave fires.