Ma’am…the surface is too tight…
Even though this is your right…
But how to imprison a little child’s tears
And comprehend my deepest fears?
How to have the heart to jail
Everything; even the nicest e-mail…
Simplest friendship never dies…
Why can you not understand my cries?
Never do I shed a thought
To become a tear…in front of you…naught.
You are turning me to ash…
Desecrating with constant whip’s lash.
To keep from friends is a wild thing…
Can you not see it was not just a fling?
Why the time to hold us apart?
Even a dove can see my pure heart.
I’d never hurt, nor kill, nor bruise…
I’d never threaten or scar or abuse…
Your daughter is yours to love and to hold
And you don’t want me there, I’m told…
All I want is to lend her my embrace…
To see nothing else but my dear friend’s face.
I will do anything just to give her a smile…
I promise never to you…beguile.
My promises mean little to your convicting eyes…
But true, know these are not my lies.
Delay all with time’s drawling spade…
My tears are streaming; my grave you’ve made.
Yes, it truly is this bad…
I’m not even angry or mad…
Just brought down from heaven above…
This is why I send you a dove…
Please, just to talk with your daughter, my friend…
Please, do not let this be the end…
I will never hurt her, you must have thought this…
Please, trust in me…my friend I do miss…
Please just more time…even a minute a day…
Everything is fitting for the price I must pay…
I will do all you require or ask…
Even if I must make happy my mask…
I respect you…for all whom you are…
Please…come touch my heart…this scar…
Please is all that I can say…
Please…give me the price to pay…
