To An Un-Met LoveA Poem by MarkWritten is a flood of self-pity, at the end of a several-years long fruitless love Crusade, affirming my devout belief that She was out there...SOMEWHERE!TO AN UN-MET LOVE I thought of you the other day, I told me all about you, And though as yet We have not met, I feel it very safe to say: I need not; I cannot; I WILL not live without you! In my vision, you spoke to me Of things I'd never dream'd of: Of un-sung pitch, Of un-scratched itch, And it was Oh!, so plain to see I need you, And you Need to need my love! And as I sat there, contemplating All the Bliss our Fates have waiting, Thoughts of you Saw me through Kept me true to aim and plan. I never even half-considered: Could all these loving thoughts be littered Inside a Maze Whose Walls and Stays Might well erase or dictate who I am? So, Myst'ry Girl, I have to know: Should I seek, or forget you? This possible Love is so full Of doubts, my anxious fears must show! Alas, it seems My Hopes, my Dreams, My fervent Schemes upset you! Despite this, Un-met Love, I pray That He who o'ersees care May bring Us near Some future year And offer cheer in EVERY way; With his card played, I'm not afraid This wish I've made we soon may share: THE SUN WILL SHINE FOR US THAT DAY! March 8, 1977 © 2009 MarkFeatured Review
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Added on March 3, 2009AuthorMarkLas Vegas, NVAboutWriting, for me, has always been the friend who brought out the best in me, and who would never argue with me, except when necessary to point out my many obvious inconsistancies. Writing and.. more..Writing
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