The only love poem I ever wrote, and this is why:
Lost Love
Oh love
Taunting me still after all these years
Dreams washed up on bygone beach
Memories dim but for the fire in those eyes
Haunting me though I choose not to go there
Oh love
Forgive my callous youth misspent
My days of wine and roses
Pursuing always the unattainable
Neglecting your gift so full of promise
Oh love
Where is she now in your realm
Obedient to some stranger of fortune
Mother earth to the heart of another
Or drifting alone on fate's cruel sea
Oh love
Banish me now from your kingdom alone
Wreck my ship on some blissful shore
Never knowing your elegant graces
and dreaming of lost love no more
I count twelve cliches but I still like it!
My first true love. I wonder where she is today.
[This message has been edited by Roy Hamilton (edited February 13, 2008).]
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