National Poetry Month Day 29: In Memory of Forgotten Loves #NaPoWriMo
To reminisce about lost love, on Day 29 of National Poetry Month...
In Memory of Forgotten Loves
Wandering the streets of old Paris, lostin tender thought, our woven dreams rose glossed Our sweet hands entangled, in youth’s concordgrasping absolute love, as we adored,until affection fled with winter’s frost
Another love, passion’s kiss breathed star-crossedFire and ice, lovers sailing tempest tossedThe flame died quickly, we became unmoored—wandering the streets
Years produced caution, and love less embossedreflected esteem, contemplated costI tried, but often her heart, I ignoredThe day she left, I watched as the rain poured,churning the soot and the smell of exhaust wandering the streets
© A. F. Stewart 2015 All Rights Reserved
In Memory of Forgotten Loves
Wandering the streets of old Paris, lostin tender thought, our woven dreams rose glossed Our sweet hands entangled, in youth’s concordgrasping absolute love, as we adored,until affection fled with winter’s frost
Another love, passion’s kiss breathed star-crossedFire and ice, lovers sailing tempest tossedThe flame died quickly, we became unmoored—wandering the streets
Years produced caution, and love less embossedreflected esteem, contemplated costI tried, but often her heart, I ignoredThe day she left, I watched as the rain poured,churning the soot and the smell of exhaust wandering the streets
© A. F. Stewart 2015 All Rights Reserved
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