Chaining Words

I wish I had a song or a poem I could write
For every waking moment, to help you sleep at night
Perhaps in rhyming couplets like a hero's lonely tale
Or in undulating rhythms when a hero's courage fails
But certainly in imagery no matter how the rhyme breaks down
Into bursts and long composures--
Driving theme into the ground
With punctuation, fabrication
Anything to fill your fair imagination
For I know you sit in lonely days and lonely hours
As do I, longing for the power
To come to you with more than prayers
For those I give to angels' care
But I cannot take fairy form for I am chained here to the norm
But poems!
No, they have no chains
When words live in our soul
And I'd fill your life with poems just to ease the dreadful lull
Of your every waking moment when sleep seems so far away
But time will not allow me find 
The words I wish to say.

~Mika, July 12th, 2003