Sad Death of Her Lost, Tormented Lover

Sad Death Of Her Lost, Tormented Lover 

As I walked out into bitter cold rain
Skies rush down to send even more hard pain,
No worry,  torment was long, long overdue
For my extreme folly abandoning you.
Castle now has no water and no bread
My heart weeps and wishes first to be dead;
So missed, warmth of your soft gentle touch
Nothing else does this wretch miss as much,
As you look down, pray a new song for me,
Chase away dark blues, setting this soul free;
For once, this earth's deepest true love was ours
Long before I yielded to lustful fires.
My darling, I have now reached icy river bank
Dive in to be free, giving you my thanks.

Robert J. Lindley, 
Original verse, March 12th 1986
Heavily rewritten today, June 9-2017
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Wigley Avatar
June 11, 2017 at 1:31 AM
Dark and chilling, Robert. A fine piece. Regards, Viv
Williams Avatar
June 10, 2017 at 7:27 AM
Brilliant sonnet Robert, I really enjoyed this...Maria
Turner Avatar
June 9, 2017 at 10:19 AM
Those lustful fires will get you every time, won't they Robert.I enjoyed your sonnet:)
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