Hold Me to Your Willing Heart

A love poem about the need to let go of a lost love: Hold me to your willing heart And let me - help me - weep That I of need might fall apart And then at last might sleep. Let the truth slice into me That I might finally bleed And purge myself of agony I cannot now concede. For I have bound myself in light That I might live in joy, And cannot - will not - let the night My bonds of love destroy. And yet I know if I would gain The peace for which I pray, I must allow the floods of pain