remembrance of first love

Adolescent love you were to me,
Till time’s cruel hand tore you from me.

Wallow I may in the echo of thee,
Vanishing like a cool nightly breeze.

Oh joy! I sing, for I see you again,
Your beauty brings tears I can't contain.
Your voice — a brilliant, hallowed sound,
With seraphs in heaven, our souls are bound.

But time, relentless, has its say:
We part again and drift away.
Our hearts, now splintered like a door
Beaten by winds forevermore.

High tide it is — I’ve found new love,
Shy, brown, and beautiful, gentle as a dove.
Unafraid, she shows her wings,
And with her, a different joy she brings.

Yet in that dove your spirit hides,
As you sell your soul to angels on high —
Hoping to keep this fleeting bliss,
Bound in a dream, sealed with a kiss.

In holy matrimony, the angels sing,
While you, in tears, feel everything.
You see you're losing who you used to be,
While she ascends — serene, and free.

Her heart now dances with the skies,
Yours lies buried where sorrow lies.
Dread consumes you, on the shore you lay,
Haunted by love that slipped away.

You try to rise, to look beyond —
But your heart still beats where it once belonged.
Forever tied, no push nor shove —
Can free you from your endless love.
Endless love...
Love for the dove.