What Once Was Poem by Elaine Oxamendi Vicet

Sadness rests where once joy
And happiness reigned.
Spontaneous, warm and tender Love,
Now replaced by mechanical routine motions of love.

Once a touch could trigger a blaze.
Now one touch won’t even create a spark.
Love, such a beautifully and wonderful love,
Now lost deep within the pages of my heart.

At first, on sight my heart would pound,
These past days I greet him with a frown.

The welcome,
Those unforgettable moments when all passions
Were unleased.
When all of one’s all was all that was given,
To make a moment beautiful.
These past days one’s all is not enough.

Too many careless things said,
Too many unforgivable things done.
Too close
Too intimate a bond formed.
Too much given and so much taken for granted.

What ever happened to our love that once was?
What ever happened to those warm, genuine feelings
Shared even in the absence of the partner?

Now far removed and gone so far away.
Those days of what once was!