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
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