À PART

We’ve been apart
I do miss your heart
Your gentleness
Refinement, soft face
Inviting smile
Casually aloof,
Underneath, desire burns
Deep kisses that confirm -
Seasons come and go
Empty hands a sign of woe
Yet happy memories
Of love’s bright fires
Linger on without ire
Hoping by chance
We might aspire
To once again
Reclaim our love
Never to let it expire.

Herbert Holzbauer
© June 2009

Midi: “ El Shaddai”
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Photo: “Love Rose”
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