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I needed a break from all the recent insanity in this world, so I sat down to write.. First poem came out dark as hell and I may post it here someday--but not now.
I went to the kitchen got me an ice-cold Dr Pepper and sat there thinking about my life and my many past relationships with women--especially in my young ,ignorant and wild days of youth.
Which brought me mentally to this one beautiful angel that I lost due to me being me!
At that moment the first verse came to me like a thunderbolt from out of the blue. After that the rest just flowed, even the repetition , which I decided to leave in as is and not edit out a verse or even a single word of this piece.
Dedicated to her memory, a beautiful lady that truly deserved far better than me...
She moved away, I lost all contact and knowledge of her, after that and I hope she found that better man and lived in true happiness....-

Oft I Wonder Can This Fairy-Tale Truly Be True

Oft I Wonder Can This Fairy-Tale Truly Be True

In my heart of hearts your red rose yet bleeds
longings in delicate touch, with urgent needs
How can I refuse your dance in our night dreams
goddess of such grace and beauty supreme
Your soothing voice waking moon's brighter glow
ignites desire's fires, lets our passions flow
My enchantress, my angel of sweet release
deliverer of love's gold and heartfelt peace
Giver of hope, along with dawn's majestic rays
bringing in paradise wherein our love plays.

With haste I beg for each night's early fall
as you descend into our palace waiting halls
Oft I wonder can this fairy-tale truly be true
am I alive, living and loving each night with you?

Oft I wonder can this fairy-tale truly be true
am I alive, living and loving each night with you?
In my heart of hearts your red rose yet bleeds
longings in delicate touch, with urgent needs
How can I refuse your dance in our night dreams
goddess of such grace and beauty supreme?

My angel, tell me why you first went away
broke my heart turned this old world darker grey
Oft I wonder can this fairy-tale truly be true
am I alive, living and loving each night with you?

Am I alive, living and loving each night with you?
Am I alive, living and loving each night with you?

Robert J. Lindley, 8-17-2017

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Lynn Marie

August 19, 2017 at 11:16 PM

Wow Robert, this is outstanding! Such beautiful emotions expressed that truly speak from a loving heart. The wondering is gut wrenching, the 'what ifs', 'if onlys' , would they have made a difference, mattered, been accepted and how would lives be altered to have ventured another path? A full fledged whole body, soul and spirit write Robert. The questions at the end are devastatingly raw with vulnerability abound. Excellent my friend, excellent:)

Akkina Downing

August 18, 2017 at 10:54 PM

Profoundly expressed on a lost love. That saying, "you don't know what you have until you lose it"... Great write Robert :)

Arthur Vaso

August 18, 2017 at 9:11 PM

I think this is how hopefully some of grow to be better persons, but poets being romantics, we all wonder, what may have been, if only............ great poem!

James Swartz

August 18, 2017 at 5:23 PM

Another great one Robert! I too can shamefully admit to losing a great woman just because of me. Truly an amazing write.

Jan Allison

August 18, 2017 at 4:01 PM

Wonderful memories Robert its a shame it didn't have a fairytale ending but we can look back on the past and wonder what if but you have both moved on and can only hope she is happy as you are with your wonderful wife:-) hugs jan xx