the lulling

waken me no more for love
leave me rest now unperturbed
the tangles of dalliance that would once excite
serve but now to disturb.

touch me no more with tenderness
i’m roughshod now and worn
the thrill of your bliss once so endless
from my heart now has been torn.

soothe me no longer with your soft words
my world hard and silent has grown 
poetry that sprung as life from your lips
are  warm breezes now yester' blown.

Yet if I could somehow regain it all
with just a wish in time
I would hearken to and forever hold
that one moment you were mine.