Where Is Your Love? Poem by Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)

I waited for you all this night
but you did not come.
I waited for you for a year; of dark nights;
but you did not come.

I would have crossed mountains, deserts, rivers,
stormy oceans, and frozen wastes, if I could.
Just to be with you my love.
Just to see my eternal love.


I would have compelled, made the attempt,
just to be with you my love.
I would have compelled, made the attempt,
just to see my eternal love.

Therefore I the afflicted, with a great love,
ask where is your love?


You have not seen me,
because you were getting your hair cut,
visiting a friend, gardening,
going to the gym, running, or going
straight home. In the past.

I ask, is that true love,
is that an immortal love?
Is that a love, to duel
heroically and die for?


You are not here because
you do not love me enough.
True love has always found a way.
True love always finds a way.

To be with the eternally
longed for lover.
To do or die for the eternally
longed for lover.
True love always finds a way.


You should have been with me
forever and for eternity.


Copyright © Terence George Craddock