When you would
no longer
rouse
to my embrace
I knew
when you would
no longer
look
into my eyes
I knew
when I laid
the precious pearls
of my private heart
at your feet
and you just
stepped through them
never reaching to touch
I knew
when you could
no longer
speak softly
my name
when you could
no longer
smile tenderly
at my touch
or rest your head
upon my shoulder
I knew
there would be
no more
whispered love
our forever
was forever gone
I knew
then for certain
you
were lost to me
never again
will we
walk our rose garden
dreaming
so high above the clouds
nor sharing
the magic of the moon
your love
has turned a blank face
never again
will we
drink deeply
passion’s wine
nor taste sweet love
upon our lips
I know
you
are lost to me
clearly I see
my heart
must let it be
you’re lost to me
*
rob kistner © 2022
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