Lost Love


I dream of days of your embrace,
That smiling glow upon your face.
As to a rib I lost in time,
I feel as though you must have mine.

For just to touch was so divine,
And zinger ran up and down our spines.
We prayed each day to God above,
Please don't let us lose this love.

For to lose this love. would be pure hell,
And I know so very well.
But with sorrow and tears I must abide,
For what you want is not I.

With tear stained eyes I write this rhyme,
To tell the people of a time.
When I held your heart,
And you held mine.

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