In This Thing Called Love
In the misty spaces that I roam
And the rocky beaches I call home
I sit, and stare, at yesterday
And wish those evil things away.
Lost in time’s strange avenue
Are longing, torrid thoughts of you
I find such distance hard to bear
Yet in that space I feel you there.
My heart has drifted to where you are
My soul has found that lonely star
I beg and plead for love’s reprise
In there I find my mind’s surprise.
I close my eyes just to see
Those lips, those eyes, that destiny
To know this place I’m dreaming of
Is Life, is Hope, in this thing called Love.
Lovely poem!
Thank you!