Tears

I look for you every day,

but I never see you.

In my dreams you appear

suddenly, like a Ghost

and then are quickly gone.

I am left with only heartache

and pain, where once there

was love.

Like the reflections of a broken

mirror, my thoughts of you

are incomplete. While my heart

listens to the falling

of my tears.

Only the darkness, and

loneliness console me, as

As I yearn for the sound of your
voice.But only the falling of my

tears upon the hardened floor

of my heart, are heard.

Upon my pillow lie the memories

of what once was our love.

Of moments captured in time,

yet now, lost forever.

Now, only your essence  remains,

along with the lingering fragrance,
of what once was.

Soon the cold dark night, shall come,
and I shall lie down in the cold dark earth.
Then among the tears and pain,we shall be
reunited, or lost forevermore.

Copyright 2012 Frank S.

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The Spanish Rose

THE SPANISH ROSE

I encountered her on a windswept plateau,

amidst the gently falling rain. The Sun had

caressed her face for days, but now hid himself

in a jealous rage.

Her beauty was unrivaled, with skin like

precious gold, her lips soft and tender,

like the petals of a rose.

Magnificent, in splendor, softly swaying in the

wind, it was then that I knew, I had to make

her mine.

Sensual and alluring, were her dark mysterious

eyes, as the Sun slowly melted into the darkness

of the night.

Now among the rocks, nestled within the garden

In my mind, grows a single rose, that fills my days

with her love.

Her name is secret, for she is as magnificent as she is

beautiful. Let’s just say, that she is the magic within

my heart, the one and only, Spanish Rose.

 

Copyright 2012 Frank S.
All Rights Reserved