Love Found

What to do with love re-found? Love that crept into A heart suddenly sprung open By a boy In a world where the call to prayer, Floats in the grey dawn. A boy yes, but a man boy. What a wondrous time, Before time flicked the page And I saw the words ‘The End’. Still I held the page open, Until the words blurred into infinity. Time will tell an unlocked heart, to forget. But even as times passes, I say ‘Not yet, not yet.’ Not yet time, to un-see myself, With the eyes of yesteryear. To feel again the years of time, Nudging at my side. Not time to return to old things. This was not a lover’s love. Nor could ever be. No lover’s caresses Amidst rumpled sheets, tumbling floor-wards, As first light, breaks the night. But still this love glows so bright. No, it is not time to forget. Not yet, not yet. JM 2012