This painful longing
Memory of gentle light
That was suddenly torn away
A fathomless wound
Never to be healed in entirity
The endearing and undying
Bitter child of lost love

A slowly dying rose
Withered with lifeless color
Sheared from the stem
That was its simple world
Now void of beauty
And simple splendor
Constant vision of the past

11/26/2002

Author's Note: Dedicated to my first love

Posted on 11/27/2002
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