Memory Of Our LoveA Poem by DWelling88
By chance or fate
Our paths crossed and hearts met Quick was the fire That our passion burned Friends first and lovers last Smoke lingers but desire passed Moist soil captured a fertile seed Young and ripe Your flower would bloom Chaotic and wild, life did grow Naive was the eye, that would see A memory of the love, between you and me Confused and scared Our minds in a knot Did we love, or just love he Holes plugged in a sinking ship Foolish children Ill prepared for the test Hearts mended to a degree Where there was two, now lie three Hands on the clock Worked at double the speed Consumed with the process No time to think Together the grew, mature was the mind Lying in the past, children of old left behind Broken was the home In which he grew Lost was the love They both had knew Boys fingers grasped with such might Though they couldn't hold, all was lost to the night Cut were the ties That had held the two Pain set in, deep were the wounds Hatred for the other, fault laid with I Bridges burnt and distain grew One thought should be felt, and none above To cherish and water, the memory of our love © 2012 DWelling88 |
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Added on August 7, 2012 Last Updated on August 7, 2012 AuthorDWelling88Harviell, MOAboutI am a young man who has always had a passion for words; reading and writing them. I find the death of the written word to be a tragedy. I am young, athletic, and a masculine man. That does not mean t.. more..Writing
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