memory of love

Sunday, February 14, 2010


Upon the dusk of love
Beyond the pinnacle of happiness
There is a love once lived

The songbirds once sang a melody
The sky bathed in seemingly endless light
There are but visions of the past
Dreams of a love once lived

Love was endless it was thought
Never ending, full and true
Now it's enveloped in endless rue
Never to be felt again

The sky is now dark, grey clouds looming
No dreams of love again blooming
Life not lonely and desolate
Now just memories of a love once lived

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