Recalling Times (poem)

Recalling times which were no longer there

Somehow I let them vanish into air

Through windows of my memories I stare

With stream of tears of missing her I bear

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Her light would be the blessing of the morn

Each heartbeat thoughts of kisses would be born

The hope of ever after she’d adorn

And to this gift of heaven I was sworn

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Each dream which fashioned wonder saw us there

We were the mist of lovers to be born

Ours was the flame which passion would adorn

The season’s winds enchantments we would bear

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But then one cruel and dismal distant morn

A bitter taste of nothing filled the air

The shadow of her absence caught my stare

My cold and empty future was now sworn

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And so was born the loneliness I bear

As through my murky window I now stare

With memories much thinner than the air

Recalling times which were not really there