In the dark hours of the night – when all is quiet, when no-one can see
Where no being or light can observe or interrupt my yearning; then I surrender to this ache in my heart and think of you again
my Love
Through the luxury of time and space and quiet motionless air ...I once again hold you in my heart and in my arms, I stroke your lovely head, you hair, your chest.
strong arms, your broad, broad back
my Love
I caress and hold you in totality, your being -
my thoughts roam free in that place in time where you and I once were Together, when we were grasping, grabbing, chasing life – when we strove and dreamt and wondered what life for us and the future will hold
my Love
I go back through time in the dark hours of night, or the quiet warmth of a Sunday afternoon;
Shying, running hiding from the harsh reality and sometimes cruelty of everyday life
and remember the softness of your touch, your tenderness, your caress.
I remember all that we had, all that we wanted, had, gained. And that which what was lost.
What could never be again and I can laugh and I can cry for I know
my Love,
that what we had was too much, too big, too all-encompassing to ever be lost forever;
I will be with you again, like when I was alive and you were alive and we so had it all
and all with you is all that I will ever want and all that I will ever be
my Love!
How I yearn to hold you again; to be with you again. O, to be held by you again!
I know we shall be together again …O, the thought! my heart, my Soul!
Gone shall be the pain of loss, the hurt, the endless longing.
Too long have I longed for that day when all of this shall finally pass and
my Love
My heart will fly … our hearts will fly - soar like then, when we we young - away from this world –
And we shall be together again
Forever. In our Xanadu again – our castle in the sky.
My Love …
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