a fateful shadow haunts the night
within my restless sleep
your vanished spirit still remains
in memories that I keep
for I would not forget your kiss
or passions of the spring
when we were young invincibles
and love was everything
in afterglow we are the same
beyond the curse of age
much like a book I set aside
before the final page
for you are beautiful as dawn
and secrets of the night
in visions where I hold you close
as souls again unite
a vanished love may never end
or so it often seems
for you are here beside me now
if only in my dreams
Oh my! what another beautiful write Barry The visuals and words flow with ease simply a lovely read. Annette
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful. The memory of sweet romance lives on, it's beyond the curse of age. It's as fresh in mind as though it happened only yesterday. Deep write. A10
Thanks. I think I may have written this poem as many was as it can be written.