With You On My Mind ... by Tea_Rex

Poser • Romance • posted on Oct 22, 2011

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For what are we .. without hope in our hearts that one day we'll again drink from blessed waters?
You belonged to me and I was yours. Our story mattered. Why not another summer together?.. or two?.. or twenty? Why must our laughter remain a distant echo which returns on the gentle wind of an autumn dawn? Not a single part of you that we shared is disfigured or forgotten. There shall never be such loss while I breathe. And yet, to be alone with your finest memories is a widower's pain. No one can see your naked heart but the one who owns it, nor know the contours of its sorrow. I can sit in a cafe across a stranger's eyes seeking solace from the great lengths of solitude. I can enjoy the company ... even smile again ... but nothing would ever come of it. Nothing re-opens within me. Without such opening there is no exchange of any meaning. Like a key that only fits one door .. so was my life to yours. Oh, darling, what could I do with all this time alone? You were my proof of life for all I believed and held dear in the world. To this hour .. so much yet flows through from the past. Only one other can close the old wound at last and kiss my weary brow to rest. But how can that ever be?
So little I know of worth from this life's brief journey. Of greatest value I know this: When you love someone .. life is never long enough. If you read these words .. take them and go run for what you know is yours. Run for your life! Live as if your loveliest moments were forever spans. Live as children do: "immortal as the hills" .. for we are not. All love stories are tragedies .. because they end. Love anyway .. giving all you truly are. Make every heartbeat count. To live towards the edges of ecstasy is the only victory over death.
—T. R. Bolan

Comments (14)

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Bossie_Boots

1:41PM | Sat, 22 October 2011

Well only death will part me from my love this is amazing very heartfelt poem i really like your poems !!

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Autumn_Rains

2:08PM | Sat, 22 October 2011

I love this and the art, so expressive. A warm heartfelt poem. loving and sad at the same time!!!

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flaviok

2:28PM | Sat, 22 October 2011

"To live towards the edges of ecstasy is the only victory over death".T. R. Bolan Magnifico a amplitude da vida, amor e morte, poema e obra soberbas meu amigo, aplausos (5)

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SenZzo

3:08PM | Sat, 22 October 2011

These are beautiful words and painful. But I'm not sure who they are meant for. Are you addressing us, as a man grown wise by painful experience or are you really speaking to her?

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