Remember When You Loved Me?

I remember when you loved me

It seems not so long ago

When the sound of my voice

brought to you a smile

Maybe it's been a while....

Thoughts, you would think of me

To touch my face, stroke my brow

But do you ever want to do that now?

There was a longing to be with me

You couldn't wait to speak my name

You needed me, wanted me

Couldn't wait to hold me..desired me

Something happened..it's not the same

Where does this leave us now?

You loved me, I thought so plain to see

Or did it just seem that way to me?

You held me in your arms

Wrapped me up tightly in your charms

But I guess it wasn't meant to be

Do you remember....

when you loved me?

You were to me, my everything

My reason to laugh, to sing..

You were my working week and Sunday best

My North, my South, my East and my West

My rising morning and setting sun

So quietly it has come undone

You, as the evening moon, not mine to tame

brought a life to my body, my heart, my soul

The part of me that made me whole

My passion's rise, love's eternal flame

Gone from me now, it isn't the same

And all these things you were to me

Or was it all just what I wanted to see?

What happened dear, what brought this end

The day you said that you wanted me..

but just as a friend...

I remember when you loved me...

You loved me

V W Loveday 27 April 2001©

A Love I Had

I had a love a love I had

life then was good

seldom bad

for my heart my love

did make glad

then the day came

one so sad

when my love bade

me good-bye

Was it for wrongs

done by me

my love this did deny

it was chance

fate most depressing

that drove

my love from my arms

and broke

my once strong heart

So as the tears

flowed down

my cheeks, each side

I bade my love

farewell

and with an empty

and hurting heart I faced

tomorrow by myself

remembering

loving days when indeed

life was good

and I had a love a love I had.

dc riggs 06 April 01 ©

All poetry on this page is the copyrighted work

of said poets. It may not be used without permission. Copyright © 1995-2004  All Rights Reserved

Love cannot endure indifference. It needs to be wanted. Like a lamp, it needs to be fed out of the oil of another's heart, or its flame burns low.

              

~Henry Ward Beecher~