" Love Lamented "
TeAnne © Jan 31. 1998
Come tomorrow
Ill remember you
in my dreams you will stay
filled with such sorrow
Will it always be this way
So soft is my pillow
it reminds me of your flesh
You bent my mind and body
like a willow
Was this all in jest
So long the wait
for our love to bloom
now our love abates
and lingers
in our darkened hearts of gloom
These feelings we shared
and thought would last
Are they becoming a faded
memory of a sad and distant past.
Ten Times Over
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