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Love in the Mist.
The time has come to capture
the many thoughts that haunt me
about a lovely lady
who's so much more than just a Friend.
I feel there is no justice
when all around me tremble
about the life before them
and the things they feel they cannot change.
We all have it within us
to do what we were born to,
my Lady sees it also
in a meeting of our souls.
And should I want my lady
I whisper "Love come hither"
She's with me in a moment
In that tranquil space within my mind.
Others can't imagine
the comfort that she gives me
Being here, although she's absent
in that distant place a world away.
To love but not to have her
Yet have but never hold her
And still she brings me comfort
to that tranquil place within my mind.
Some say that it's a pennance,
This turmoil that pervades me,
For errors of my judgement
In those past lives I have led.
I don't believe it's like that
The Universe has blessed me
That I can find contentment
in a vision most may never see.
Life passes like quicksilver
Brief moments strung together
like pearls upon a necklace
spilling scattered on the floor.
Too soon it's gone forever
Too oft we lose the moment
not putting into motion
the dreams we know we should have lived.
I do not fear the Reaper
his spectre will not scare me
Prepared to meet my Maker
but Please, Lord... give me time
To do the things I have to,
the music's still within me,
Please help me get it out there
to the Universe where all can share.
And so, my lovely Lady
I hope you will forgive me
For I feel I have been selfish
in revealing this to you.
May be we'll never make it
nor consumate our Friendship
but I know deep down your feelings
are as pure for me as mine for you.
© Copyright: Kenneth G Woolcock 25th March 2006
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