In the Depths of Memory
When my imagination soars on adventurous wings
I'm a runaway carousel horse; a kite without strings
an ugly duckling evolving into a beautiful white swan,
the first glimmer of morning, and my name is Dawn,
but one thing I never envisioned was being all alone...
...and so I wrote a poem about the great love I've known.
At first meeting, my heart blushed; my mind said 'beware.'
We talked forever; secrets freely shared without a care
His smile was slightly crooked and reached his hazel eyes
Our farewell still haunts me because it came as a surprise
Sometimes my heart still sinks in the depths of memory,
borne on crested waves, crashing upon a turbulent sea.
No longer do we exchange intimate whispers in the dark
No candlelight kisses; no flames of fire without a spark
I see him in dreams, walking in corridors of my mind
Searching for me, but my threshold he cannot find
I feared I would stumble over the words I wanted to say
...and so I wrote a poem to help him discover the way
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