Lost

 

Lost

In this unused life,

Could you ever have been,

A wife, my life and more ?

Oh, dear sweet Laura,

Perchance to dream again,

The throes of young loves' passion.

Given to a foreign land,

You waited there, I came.

We ate, we drank we danced.

As a teenager you left,

Bereft, a lover lost, leaving,

But surely only this time.

Come my love and find me,

Where I had been awhile,

Talking of the dreams ahead.

Your smile, your eyes open,

Never better seen for me,

I held a captive fortune.

What gave away the present

And let it become the past,

Have we settled for less ?

I saw a tiny glimmer then,

Of all we'd hoped to be,

Our lives open to adventures.

Did you feel the breeze

Upon your scented orange skin,

My love left only for you ?

Miss Valentine a tease,

So perfectly honed to touch,

And more, my esteemed belief....

Too clever for an idle man,

But I had seen a light,

You glowed as a lanterns wick.

The seasons came and went,

For ever I had been lost,

And now more, a nightmare.

Where did you go to forget ?

Away the place has known

Silence of the wicked beach.

We walked and talked romance,

As if it were our blood.

Drained as an empty vessel,

Year upon year I feel.

No more the sunset of you,

Setting on my lonely soul.

Despite my being lost again,

My life unused, becoming faint.

I hold out a hope to be,

Governed more, by your sweet voice.

And all your wisdoms old,

Where I have trust in you...

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