Can You Tell Her?

Can you tell her that steady on steady she goes?
Can you tell her that memories are mind passing windows?
Can you tell her that all I have suffered I’ve gained?
Another finality Tragedy’s claimed

Can you tell her that magic is real to the eyes?
But the hand that moves quicker is somewhat disguised
Can you tell her that cold hearts, if not warmed, will freeze?
And that love works its best when it’s bent on its knees

Can you tell her that senses are heightened at dusk?
And at dawn when the scent of sweet dewdrops combust
Can you tell her forever is only a song?
And the duet of beauty and youth won’t last long

Can you tell her that dancing feels right in the rain?
And a chat over wine with a friend can ease pain
That ‘Belleza Eterna’ are the mountains of Spain
And that paradise lost can be found where it lay

Can you tell her it’s time that she let it all go?
Like the skies of December shed blankets of snow
Can you tell her regret is a waste of her time?
And that hurting is part of the healing divine

Can you tell her I’ve moved on and please not to worry?
It is simply her smile that has left my eyes blurry
Can you tell her she no longer has to pretend?
That I finally forgive her for all that has happened

Can you tell her I hope that one day she will find
A love that is patient, unfailing, and kind?
Can you tell her my soul will forever reside?
Clandestine in veiled shadow near by her side

Can you tell her I loved her with breath I knew not?
But perhaps this whole poem is best left forgot
As the sting of the blade through my wrist severs blame
I lay back in the tub feeling utterly drained.