My lost love

I sit here wondering
if you even care,
if you still love,
if you`re that girl I saw?
Or some one new.
My love has never strayed,
though we are apart
I hold you dear to my heart.
Do you do the same?

Will I ever get the chance
to hold you once again
to kiss your soft rosy red lips
hear your heart beat
or your finger tips
your whisper in my ear.

I want to see your soul
if it is warm
or if it has grown cold
in the depths of your eyes.

I want you to see
that nothing has changed
deep inside of me.

You should definitely be a poet. Publish your poetry one day.

Jesse wrote:You should definitely be a poet. Publish your poetry one day.

To what end? to be read by eyes too blind to see or to make money?
No, I chose to scribble my ramblings here, for all to read, completely free of charge, in hopes you (the reader) leave a comment so I can can get to know you a little better and by comments of the readers, maybe, I can learn more about myself.

Someone once suggested, that I should start the Church of Lestat... ^^ Imagine that!

Oh, and thank you for that suggestion. The description "poet" has been added to my introduction... Ah, Lestat. (grin) Prince, Victorian gentleman, rock-star, poet and immortal father. I have been many things, cheris.

There, I am now a poet!? Happy?

Your love is not lost (I’m sure)…

Hmm... Apparently not.