Love-Lost

When the first sweet burst of love and lust

Has eddied and ebbed to dreams and dust,

Has eddied and ebbed in the tide of my head

To the essence of dreams and dust;

 

And once the passionate nights are spent

In sipping the wine the gods repent,

In sipping the wine that's tipping my mind

To find that my mind is spent;

 

And when the smile that you have for me

Has slipped and dipped for eternity,

Has slipped and dipped in the wayward shift

Of the love that you have for me;

 

I think I'll sit and I'll sigh at night

To drift and dream to the dawning light,

To drift and dream in the dreams and dust

That I hold of you in the candlelight.

 

David Lewis Paget

Reviews

[Barbz]

Love lost, it needn't be, for I have you and you have me. And if the time should come when we must part, I'll pull you back into my heart. The thoughts you labor in your head, must not be felt unless I'm dead. Save your very last dance for me, and then, Alas, we shall fly free.

[Barbz]

Your words create my words...the words of a weakling. As I read you, I morph into vulnerability.....You bring the reader into the life of the work.....Why do I find myself in your fingertips??

[Marie]

A darkened star on memory beams/whena all that's left are dust and dreams...

[Danielle Asher]

what a beautiful piece. It felt so classic. i love the way you use words and phrases. love lost...
I look forward to reading more of your work.

peace,
danielle