Is she not a mirage?
Born in my arid heart
To confuse my senses
Conjured from my
dreams
To give false hope
This wild imagining
Is so cruelly meant
For someone so
unworthy
How could she be real?
Is she not a mirage?
Born in my arid heart
To confuse my senses
Conjured from my
dreams
To give false hope
This wild imagining
Is so cruelly meant
For someone so
unworthy
How could she be real?
I finally found the one
The one for whom I’d
yearned
And everything was
going well
Until my fortunes
turned
When the joy became
sorrow
And I suddenly got
burned
A love so strong
With depth and tone
Shared by two souls,
Kindred spirits of the
heart
Enough love to last
Three lifetimes
So why would such a
love,
Such loving feelings,
Not only fade,
But turn to retched
hate
You were my one and only
You were the sun in my
sky
Now light has been
banished
And I must in the
darkness cry
The red sunset is for lovers
Who sigh with lovesick
bliss
And in the glow of a
blood red sky
The lovers stand and
kiss
Your embrace is like a velvet cloak
Enveloping me in love
As you speak to my
soul
And burn into my heart
a perfect love
A keep-sake
That speaks of love
A handkerchief
Bearing a lipstick
kiss
A rose dried and
pressed
Within a weighty tome
A missive couched
In terms of love
Or a photograph
Kept beside your heart