Let Me Forget - Maria McKee

With a tender lilt and gentleness of pitch

At range with the doves and the sweetest of chimes

Your voice is ringing clear and vibrant with the gifts

Of eloquence and tone and refinement

Fluid are your hands with ever shifting pace

So tentatively contemplate the limits of their grace

Please forgive me if I stare

As I can scarce believe my fortune

I’ve been staring at these pages for so long

With nothing to show for it

In this wistful season

When I so dearly needed to remember

I somehow caught a fateful glimpse

And faithfully I did surrender

And with agony of death

You brought me breath

But you gotta let me forget now

The more that I invest I feel I am not wrong

Your pathos and complexity deserve their place in song

But I appeal now to the gods

And to you through kindred thought

That you would gather up your beauty

And make motions to relieve me

Sweet Helen of my verse and all that you have wrought

Yet to this image I return

As if by magic I’ve been caught

In this wistful season

When I so dearly needed to remember

I somehow caught a fateful glimpse

And faithfully I did surrender

And with agony of death

You brought me breath

But you gotta let me forget now

Improbable my muse, confounding and persistent

With such sobbing and refusals

I have tried so to evict you

With gravity and poise so firmly you hold ground

So I employ you as my guide

As you abide so I am bound

In this wistful season

When I so dearly needed to remember

I somehow caught a fateful glimpse

And faithfully I did surrender

And with agony of death

You brought me breath

But you gotta let me forget now

Let me go

You gotta let me forget now