Winter brought us together, we married in the spring, lived joyously two years and a day
When a baby boy came our way on wind that blew love never ending,
Until we reached the summit of our union.
As days went by, the need to cry grew more with passing time,
Yet still we did not stop and think, all we did was fight, and sink
Into an abyss that held no solace, nor bottom for our feet.
We moved along, the two of us propelled by hands unseen - yet ever present,
They directed us to places far and wide without the need to ask why
When trust is lost, and dispels all that may wish different.
My love still grows in leaps and bounds as days run long without a sound,
Nor the need to end in song,
Or pacify my hungry soul.
You walked away, you left in haste with a hardened smile upon your face
That lives in memory sealed within,
My passion, and my need.
Do you sleep in peaceful slumber, are your dreams still free of plunder
From those who steal for love of it,
Then cast your heart into the pit where nothing lives for long?
We once were happy, danced all night, our voices raised in lustful cry
Until the night became the dawn, and focused on another song
The words of which we did not know, nor did we try to learn.
Now the melody plays no more - the groove is worn - the record's broke,
Yet still we walk - though different roads in life we take, without a smile upon our face
For love has died, and gone away to practice for a brand new play, for unsuspecting lovers of the night.
~ Long term love which has ground to an untimely halt can elicit many emotions
while it watches itself die. The worst of it all is knowing it could have been
avoided - at the very least directed into a more peaceful demise. This poem
really doesn't speak of any solid direction as such, it's just another release
of unsettled feelings. ~ R.B.
