Wednesday, December 26, 2012

A feeling afresh

A funny moment, to kiss and tell
A nudging joke, the smallest smile

She looks at you, and looks for you
A tender touch, just slight as such

If these be not, the signs of love
Then dear mine, you don't know of love

I mean to think, of something else
But thoughts fly to you, and nowhere else

Did you know, just what you lost
The spark that happened to burn me in hell

You smile at what, was a falling joke
If be not love, then what it be

In the end you look back, with a silent sigh
Perhaps was best, to end in sight

To be able to visit, a feeling afresh
Makes years of pain, nostalgic touch

No regret as, when love goes lost
As sand in waves of dragging years

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