Deep As First Love, Wild As All Regret - Alfred Lord Tennyson

Deep as first love, and wild as all regret - Alfred Lord Tennyson There is an aching in the heart slipping into tears that burn and tear apart every fiber of your being so that the eyes are no longer seeing. Each look was just pretend knowing well how love would end and there deep in the hallowed halls of time well I knew, you wouldn't always be mine. A somber memory paints the heartthrob emotions making youth faint delirious with love and sensual feelings enough to send two bodies reeling. Shadows lurk easing back and forth assured each struggle for their own worth there in that selfish centered need one would follow and the other lead. Just a moment held as lovers succumb to love's spell that quickly fades and disappears with hearts held back by fear. There in the shadows, each one alone will walk their first love slipped away without talk and futures die in the dream's regret but it is a memory none ever forget. Joseph May contest Lines to awake the muse 3/1/20