Perhaps
An endless emptiness lays before me
Shadows drift on my horizon's line
What could have been is now my life's debris
In a realm of if, by the world's design
When we danced our last in rays from moonlight
The time used was to fulfill love's sorrow
Days were so fleeting like dreams from the night
They lingered in the heart of tomorrow
I question the mind of what could have been
And chase warm shadows from a sunset lost
I'll pluck the deep wound from my heart's peeled skin
And judge the pain inflected by its cost
Time spins and our passion could not forsee
Perhaps on day, we'll find a way to be
contest If only, maybe
8/2/20
Copyright © Frederic Parker | Year Posted 2020
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