How much I loved a thought of love
Candid in whisper came from above!
I longed its touch in middle night,
To spread its wings of light.
I waited for a sign in vain,
For a smile that never came,
I longed for her in every sense,
Just candored love, and no pretense.
The years gone one by one,
Alone in thoughts under the sun,
Have left a shadow of contempt,
Of lost words never remeant.
My heart has felt the weight of time,
My soul is laying on a shrine,
Images of love gone one by one,
Feelings for long forgotten, gone.
The romance is dead… or maybe not,
I see its shadows in each thought,
And where is dark there’s some light -
The hope has strength and might.
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