Well Weathered Storms Of Love Shadows Of The Night. Poem by Michael Gale

A sheded tear puddle at my feet...
Cried for love gone in retreat.

Heartache aches at heart sadly best...
Makes one sorrowed of heart'd chest.

Heartbreak of last days onward of trial...
Can forever seem sad fed of unblinking denial.

Treasured of your smile in my accompanied of time....
You'll be sorrowfully missed as if bequeethed to heartache's monumental depressed as in inhumane of all time daily of crime.

My heart beats erratically at thoughts of your eternal absence...
Like an opened flesh wound or even a tooth's pained of abcess.

Back to me in life you returned unspurned...
My love eternal for thee is at last found consumed in my heart
at last well earned.

Futured walks in the park holding hands real tight...
Forcasts better weathered of loving with promised words of eternal delight.