The emotions of a poet who calls himself 
"Uootem"

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Rush of Summer Breezes Passed

@Uootem

The rush of summer breezes passed
still whispers in the rustle of a nearby tree
and fills my head with memories blessed
to speak of what is not meant to be

you were the one throughout all the years
that took possession of my heart
that now is filled with enduring tears
first cried at our lost love's depart

let then the poet's words unfold
about a rapturous union not to be
that still invades my dreams of a love so bold
for it was your passion that once touched me

i still believe should have been you and I forever
had only Cupid's task been complete
now just words left to express love's fever
renewed in my soul each time we meet.