That night, the summer night I first met you
I can close my eyes and see that night shades of glow and blue
A strange procession was passing by me, the years before I saw your face
Went by me with chaos; heart longing and fears, except my dreams and longing for success and grace
The years passed, the sensitive, precious, zeal and rapture years
Years of stolen happiness, confusion under chide and un-compensating tears
The years went by and I never knew
That fate which brought me in that night near you
Years of languid paths which were narrow and apart
And yet it led me that night to your heart
Oh sensitive lost of misery years, oh lonely solitary years,
That strove to exile, bloom and burst with voices drowned in tears
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Poignant and succinctly portraying the sadness of never being able to hold onto a love you once thought would be yours. Lonely years filled with empty tears of love. Great poem indeed! Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn