Sandra Feldman


Always


I never had the love I dreamt,
Romantically, my life was spent,
Yet it was void of sentiment,
You did not feel the Love I felt.

The moments cross, the seconds wane,
I feel this intense, piercing pain,
A longing for a Look, A Touch,
That used to say, ' Love you so much! '.

And now, My Love, has come, the day,
When we must part and go our way,
There's really nothing more to say,
'I'll love you, Always', anyway.

Submitted: Monday, October 28, 2013
Edited: Monday, October 28, 2013

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  • Susan Lacovara (11/3/2013 5:09:00 PM)

    I invite you to read Well Wishes on Wednesday, as I recognize we share similar emotions. I love the simplicity of this poem...saying, bittersweet, what the heart holds, in a whisper. Lovely...reminds me of those first love days of old...PEACE (Report) Reply

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