Our Fate Was To Part Poem by Faith Elizabeth Brigham

i do not speak
nor dream of you
seldom do i
think of you
but when i see you
my mind is schemeing
my heart is bleeding
and i am praying
my eyes won't betray me
for my temptation
is so great

for a moment
i long for
your tender embrace
for a moment
i long to touch
your sweet face
for a moment i think of
your warm lips on mine
as lastly i dream
of our bodies entwined

then i remember
the lies you so
frequently told
ah, i remember
the nights and how
they grew cold
i think of
the pain that
pierced through
my heart
your love was like poison
and our fate was to part