My dearest Beloved …
Rescue me
These nights are long and lonely
And your shadow still sits beside me
Do you remember when we would walk along the lake
The night’s breeze danced around us like little children excited to play outside
And the softness of the full moon followed behind us, keeping watch I suppose
The stars lit, glowing ever brighter and I could not stop looking into your eyes
A story was being written that night
A long winded poem that would remind me of how it felt to hold you
The sadness I would feel if you were gone
And thankfulness I would know for the time I was loved by you
So much time has been wasted my love
And too many walls still remain between us
But love is an never ending treasure
A gift left on the door step for those few that dare take a chance
Perhaps in time, when the pain of losing you wanes
I will once again look into those deep eyes
And without words ... understand.
10 comments:
Beautiful!
Embrace your talent and trust yourself. These are good.
Really good, Tara :)
Its your best that I have read...but yes, i have read only a few...Lovely,
wishes,
devika
Robert Burns--A Red, Red Rose
O my Luve's like a red, red rose,
That's newly sprung in June:
O my Luve's like the melodie,
That's sweetly play'd in tune.
As fair art thou, my bonie lass,
So deep in luve am I;
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
Till a' the seas gang dry.
Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt wi' the sun;
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
While the sands o' life shall run.
And fare-thee-weel, my only Luve!
And fare-thee-weel, a while!
And I will come again, my Luve,
Tho' 'twere ten thousand mile!
You my sweet friend are a Red Rose.
Bittersweet and powerful.
Heartwrenching and beautiful...
Beautifully expressed.. thanks for sharing..
Take care
Romantic as ever Tara. Beautiful!!
that's too sad :(
My Dear Tara,
I implore you to seek closure and never think back on that shiftless scoundrel.
Find that special someone who can curl your toes and leave you breathless...
start living again!
Yeah. I think I know the feeling. Love and loss. Ha. Gets you all garbled. Feparation Fangsiety.
Song from Finger Eleven: "Talking to the Walls Again."
String of lovers. Which one do I miss?
New girlfried says, "Have you thought of turning gay?
Might as well. I've tried everything else. Tried love.
Welcome to the pain industry.
Klazy. Like Roon.
You are not alone.
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