A lament for love.
That bloomed and lasted from years ago,
when youthful, innocent thoughts
were of never being spent apart
nor ever far away.
Thoughts of growing old together,
souls encompassed, two minds joined as one.
A lament for love, an end of which i could not see, would not see, nor believed to be, separated
by any earthly means, time nor measure.
A lament for love that now, three years past,
brings a remorseful curse to my lips, at times.
A curse of that love of long ago, that had no end
in those youthful, innocent days.
This is my lament for love.
© Steve Sites 2008
Sunday, November 30, 2008
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