Loss
Oh, God,
What does it mean?
Am I alone
Yet near, beside
The one I thought
I’d have forever –
Experiences
Shared together
Now you’ve left
For better scenes
Still nothing, no-one
Comes between
The rose and orchard
We grew when
The garden bloomed –
The scent would spend
It’s time in what
Became a daze
Was it true love –
Or just a phase
Of a life spent
Lived to the full
Which force would win –
To push, or pull?
What dreams may come
And share my grief?
The one thing left
Was true belief
That one day
We will share a sky
Where we look in
Each other’s eyes
And say; I love you
Ever more
Your life is mine –
My life is yours
I could keep going
Here some more
Or calmer weather
Before the storm
Knowing that
I know not what
Is meant for me –
Or any other
That disowns
A true romance –
Who cannot walk the walk
Or dance the dance
That leads to
Disorganised array –
Found elsewhere –
A world away
Where the one true thing
Is belief
That one day
We will share a place
Looking in
Each other’s eyes
And say; I love you
Many times
Memories –
They’re always stored
Your life in mine –
My life in yours.
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