I look at you in longing
Your face is open to me
hiding nothing
giving me your warmth
Warmth that lies at the centre of your soul
The long years mock me
filling me with their regret
Why has time rolled on
and not brought you to me then
When I was young
Young and painful bright
To stand at life's begining
Your hand to hold
a different life to live
Where shadowed sadness
Or the dark
cannot dull what you might give
Would that I could taste the sweetness
your first given kiss would hold
Such joy
Would echo down the years
and never dim
gentle solace lighting fires
Love's age old gift
that never ends
And here I stand
a prisoner of time
My life at winter ebb and weary with the past
and you in spring
sad perhaps that time can joke so low
But who can say?
At least you touched me deeply
for just a single day
RKC 21-11-1999 This was written because I met a young girl who I knew I would have loved had I been young again.
About the author:
Richard Walker is an English author who has had these four books published in hardback version and is now presenting his work in electronic form: Sing A Song of Stopsley, To Catch The Shadow of The Moon, The Ballad of Baggy Mag, and Vox Angelicus (The angel voices of Luton). Read about them here: ebooks