Lover's addendum
 

A beautiful creature spoke of sadness

Recently and I felt moved to write her

Something that might transport her to

A happier place. A place where love is

In abundance and honesty of heart

De rigueur

Too often love that once prospered trips

On the curbstone of hard times and may

Literally hang by a thread. Not of love's

Making but of another's hand. A deceitful

Hand, one that seizes an opportunity to

Satisfy a selfish desire and in the process

Breaks that which was once deemed

Unbreakable

Life may be brief, but there is sufficient

In it I believe to help kindle the nights

When the cold wind of loneliness blows

Hard against the heart...

But, let us not dwell on a sorry past

Instead let us journey to another place

A place where love lives in contentment

Where joy is found in little or even less

Gestures that outwardly mean nothing

But inwardly set a heart ablaze. A certain

Glance, a touch of the hand, the hair or

A smile for no reason - save that of love

So many signs, so many signals, all with

Their own meaning, all with their own

Lover's addendum a postscript that

Brings a smile to the countenance of all

Those who know the code. Be not afraid

Of the future, we are all given more than

One chance, perhaps even more than one

Love, and on that point, I am certain that

A better love will find you my love - even

If I have to search forever
 

©Joseph G Dawson
25/11/2016