Impossible Love
Your curls, your smile, your
lovely eyes,
the way you walk, the way you
dance
enslave me; yes, I've lost my
heart;
if only love could stand a
chance.
I hold your photo, lined with
age,
and watch the movie tapes of
you:
you died so many years ago;
it's hard to take, but sadly
true.
You didn't live to lose your
youth
and you shall never age a
day;
if I had met you, would you
have
been kind? But I can never
say...
Jack Horne enjoys
reading and writing poetry.
Jack,
ReplyDeleteWow! What a maverous poem. So deep and touching it is. Thanks for sharing.
A touching, heartfelt poem Jack. Thanks for sharing your talent! Good wishes, Chris~
ReplyDeleteDear Jack,
ReplyDeleteA heartfelt poem of love from afar, so nicely written, my friend.
Love Sandra