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When Night Withholds Its Beauty and Your Tender Breath

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First note: 5/24/1979 When such pain seems unbearable, what can one do As such casts both heart and soul into a dark pit I once believed life could only be with you Am learning to defy this world's most savage hits. 2nd

Second Note: 11-05-2020 This was among the couple hundred poems in my private cache I thought to leave behind for only my family to ever read. Life changes, and it seems to me now that a great many of my previous reservations are to be cast aside.

When Night Withholds Its Beauty And Your Tender Breath

The Well of Memory sought I to quench my thirst
My heart remembers love's depths, how you were my first
Your Sensuality in grace, those blue-cast eyes
Our first dawn, waking underneath Heavenly skies
The Enormity of overpowering Love
Summer's wonders, an angel that fell from above
Sad now that its light has all gone, seems ages ago
Fate's blade can stop even mighty Amazon's flow.

Time and Heartache, lingering within sorrow's heart
Yet existing centuries we have been apart
None but the very brave could live on without you
When our Love was crushed into agonizing blue.

When night withholds its beauty and your tender breath
Plead I, we will be reunited after death.

R. J. Lindley, May 24th, 1979
Sonnet, ( I Thirst To Drink From The Well Of Memory )

First note: 5/24/1979
When such pain seems unbearable, what can one do
As such casts both heart and soul into a dark pit
I once believed life could only be with you
Am learning to defy this world's most savage hits.

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Date: 11/5/2020 6:17:00 AM
It's wonderful that you've decided to cast aside your reservations, Robert. A poet should never hold anything in reserve when writing. That love remains is evident and yearning in your last couplet.
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Robert Lindley
Date: 11/7/2020 3:36:00 AM
Thank you, my friend. I find so often now that I reverse decisions about my writings that I made many decades ago. As we age our world view changes. God bless..

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