Memories flow as ocean's tide,
As I recall the day love died,
Looking through a mist of tears,
Reflecting on too few the years.
I feel the pain of loneliness,
And fear the lance of neverness,
To nevermore touch on the skies,
As I gaze into your eyes.
To never touch your silken hair,
Nor tender kiss, our love to share,
Two lives as one, was meant to be,
Now one is gone, pain's misery.
No spoken word shall heal the pain,
For what is gone, shall not regain,
For I have lost what was to be,
All that remains, love's memory.
[This message has been edited by Mike (edited 09-30-1999).]