In a cage

  What was once and now is no more falling through a hole in my heart, words read but not acknowledged, is this the intent was it not my calling.
Two hearts speaking different languages without Sparks ,time will come when we will want to escape our cage with an  uninhibited fire, only one thing can quench . what then will take shape will we turn the page.
A pretend play land of words and actions with love of the third degree, shall we deny this attraction
Rebuild a trust it is a must to cleave one's heart without fear it can work, with effort we can believe.