Eleanor Poem by Randy McClave

I close my eyes and I see your face
It fills my soul, with your beauty and grace
My heart it pounds, my brain it begins to roar
So, I must call out your name once more.
But, there is no answer to the name that I call
So, upon my knees I must surely fall
At the stars in the heavens I then do stare
Where is my inspiration, to GOD I even dare.
But, there is no answer to this plea I made
How long in pain on this Earth must I wait
Must I journey alone until the day that I die
Must I shed my tears until no longer I can cry.
I remember the day when we first met
Sometimes I live that moment with sadness and regret
As I still search and pray, but you I cannot find
Sometimes I wish, that I was deaf and blind.
I take a deep breath I still remember your scent
Which brings me joy and also a lovers torment
Sometimes I think I can still hear your voice
Why! as I curse myself, did I make the wrong choice.
I now close my eyes, I must remember your face
With the beauty of a rose and softness of lace
I must remember that kiss until I can’t think anymore
I recall your scent, as again I call out for Eleanor.

Randy L. McClave