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