Love Lost

Welcoming eyes, she had those –

They invited you in to laugh during the

Precious time you shared – she always valued that time.

She smiled, and you knew it was true.

Behind her eyes something was seen;

Was it a spark of childish fancy, concealed

Behind that lens of protection that she so often put up?

It was heartache: raw, brutal, honest.

But a love overtook.

Never could it be hidden behind the

Darkened, blurred horizons of the future.

But dampened by tears of paradise,

It slid away.

Retrieve! Do not pass!

An abandonment that aches, consumes, fears.

You try to avoid, try to forget that pain,

That all consuming pain.

Where now? Is it lost?

But of love, there must be no end to this;

There must be eternity!

Those eyes that spoke ardour do not speak.

The warmth fades; a chill replaces an embrace.

A child weeps, desires, regrets; knows,

That this is love lost.