A Conversation... Poem by Moonlight Dancer

A friend wrote to me of lost love
The Phantom she called him
Said his love was an illusion
His heart a lie
She prayed to wake from the nightmare
To a life the same as it was
Before he came
And I told her
Once touched by another
Our lives are never quite the same
Nor are they meant to be
This is true in love and in loss
When you wake
Dare not pray for a life the same
But one enriched with a passion
That can only come from having loved
Even if only for a moment...