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nakdthoughts
Member Laureate

since 2000-10-29

Posts 19200
Between the Lines

0 posted 2004-02-12 05:05 PM

Would deliver you this special verse,
an untuned song direct from heart.
But seems that one can never reach
that symphony, my words impart.

Cherished moments, every one
when time stands still, allows for want.
This day will come and go once more.
Will walk the halls where shadows haunt.

A valentine will touch-me-not,
no red of rose to hue my day.
I cry no more, nor pout these lips.
Reflections silence, the memories' say.

"I Love You" imprisoned in my heart,
the kiss of heat no longer stirs.
Romance the novels, come this night
with loving thoughts to page, transfers.

I down the count remembering when
"forever" need not cross my eyes.
That word for granted came with ease,
has lost its meaning with his goodbyes.

I love the sense that magic makes
of holidays to share with one.
But just as this has got to end,
some day my heartache will be done.

M

"Love is not blind - It sees more and not less, but because it sees more, it is willing to see less."
(Will Moss)

Enchantress
Member Empyrean

since 2001-08-14

Posts 35113
Canada eh.

1 posted 2004-02-12 05:10 PM

"I love the sense that magic makes
of holidays to share with one.
But just as this has got to end,
some day my heartache will be done."

Yes..one day soon m'friend the ache will end.
Excellent write Maureen.
Very much enjoyed.
Hugs~

  ~ Whatever our souls are made of,
      his and mine are the same. ~

garysgirl

Member Laureate

since 2002-09-29

Posts 19237
Florida, USA

2 posted 2004-02-12 05:13 PM

I down the count remembering when
"forever" need not cross my eyes.
That word for granted came with ease,
has lost its meaning with his goodbyes.

I love the sense that magic makes
of holidays to share with one.
But just as this has got to end,
some day my heartache will be done.

Maureen, though this doesn't apply to me now,
I do remember well when it did.
A very good write, sweet lady.
Hugs