Saturday, August 18, 2012

PERSONAL/ LOVE LETTER/LOVE LETTER

My Dearest,
I loved you, oh so much!
I hungered and craved and starved for your touch!
I bargained with God to please bring us together.
I prayed you would want me, just me... forever.
"God how I love her!", I begged and I pleaded.
And God, in His wisdom,
let my pleas go unheeded.
As I... in the end...
was not who you needed.

This love, our love, was not to be,
as we conspired against it so faithlessly.
We judged and condemned.
We lied and we cheated.
And in the end... our love was defeated

The newspaper said it held it?s head high,
didn?t beg, didn?t whimper,
just gave a big sigh.
This love, our love,
died a dignified death.
With nary a sound,
it breathed it?s last breath.

So now I ?move on? with my life.
I struggle alone against the infinite strife.
And I think of you
(as often I do...)
I remember your love,
your love, once so true.
I reminisce fondly of that place in time,
when I was all yours,
and you were all mine.

Together were we,
The Two Musketeers.
Together, inseparable, facing our fears.
Making love in the corn,
in the yard,
anywhere!
I breathed your sweet breath...
Oh, the smell of your hair...
we were complete in each other...
like twin sister and brother.

"Soul mates", we were,
you said time and again.
I truly believed it.
There was a time when...

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