I cannot bear the time alone
As I remember the nights,
So loving when we were one
And inflamed our inner lights.
Passion burned within our souls
Till fires within were calm,
Then we lay in splendid pose,
Peaceful in each others arms.
Quiet walks in daytime hours,
Watch the dance of butterfly,
Touching each of the flowers,
And the hope you might walk by.
Watch the seasons come and go,
Listen to the gentle rain,
Curl up and watch the snow
Cover the walk and the lane.
These I have to keep my mind
Away from love lost to me.
A few friends who are so kind
Sometimes keep me company.
Gently then wipe tears away,
As my gaze falls on your chair.
There, in colors you love, lay
The woolen scarf you left there.
Let not the night come so soon,
Shadows play upon the wall.
I lay and gaze at the moon,
I await your steps in the hall.
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© Copyright 2016 All Rights Reserved Phyllis Doyle Burns
Note from author ~
Most of my poetry is inspired by the deep love for the one whom I belong with. I have not yet been with him in the physical life, yet, I know one day he will come into my life – I am often with him in spirit. And I know there is nothing on Earth that can break the spiritual bond and love I have for him. He is somewhere out there, my beloved, and I will stand by him, walk with him through life, and truly love him.
Thank you for reading my poem. The Creative Exiles is my haven for poetry and short stories and I so appreciate your visit.
Blessings and may you always walk in Peace and Harmony, softly upon Mother Earth.
Phyllis Doyle Burns – Lantern Carrier, Spiritual Mentor
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