But Perhaps…

I may not have the eyes that you dreamed of,
Nor may my ideas ideally in yours fit,
Nor may my smile now be what you think of,
But once they were what you fell in love with.

I may not be as young as I used to be,
Nor am I as thin, nor have as much hair,
Nor does time allow me security …
But my heart still beats with the same flair.

Perhaps I must learn love changes with time
And fades as does my ageing skin’s glow,
Perhaps love cannot be kept solely mine,
And I must know when to gently let go.

Someday as you lay lonely in your bed,
And your youth fights with creeping years,
Perhaps you’ll be the jealous one instead,
And perhaps then you’ll understand my fears.

30th October

This Destiny.

When I woke up this morning,
You were beside me.
My eye opened into the brown of yours,
You were all I could see.

You moved your finger on my body,
I blinked and my lips parted,
You eyes smiled and the answer
My flesh gave was whole hearted.

Memory is to be treasured,
Though moments waste like flowers,
And in the mind’s eye,
There are no weeks, days or hours.

The thought of losing you,
Is bountiful with grief,
Destiny always robs me,
I cannot catch the thief,

But as I said, memory
Of this touch, this kiss,
Cannot be stolen by time’s destiny –
It is too strong for this.

Now I am thankful
That you choose me,
Thankful for your eye, your touch,
And this destiny.

29th September

I Walked Into the Night…

I walked into the night and saw the moon,
It was round today. Completely round.
From somewhere, appeared a mournful tune:
Telling me that saddened loss has been found.

Its light permeated the starless sky:
It seemed a monolith … and seemed alone …
Its size could not its loneliness belie,
And its light, sprinkling, meted out its moan.

It had blemishes, as is Beauty’s wont,
Each had a story of its own to tell;
Eternal past came before each to taunt
About a lost future and present hell.

And what did its face, turned to the world, see?
A bed of hope in oceans of mem’ry.