I never lied to you;
Now and forever
my love remains true
The voice of conscience
must whisper in your ear;
Even in your pretense
that you do not hear.
Stay in your mode
of indifference to a heart,
sealed with a code
encrypted for the better part
There is no passion wasted.
Alas! a gift of rare impart
There is no care unrequited
Gillena Cox
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/precious-16/
