Baitedstorm asked for another poem. So here it is, fresh from my thoughts about a girl that I once loved, lost, found, and can no longer have.
Lost Love
As I sit here and gaze over the ocean so vast
A whisper on the breeze, brings forth the past
My memories of her seem so removed and distant
In a dream she appears, the emotion is eminent
I can see her now; her beauty profound
Just the way I remembered, our lust did abound
I would cross this sea, its waves and its storms
To have one last chance at love once scorned
In my dreams I have missed her, I now see
Life has gone on, there is no chance for me
I sit here and gaze over the ocean, dreaming its her I see
Pretending she's on the other side, doing the same for me
Eric Stadtmueller December 8th, 2004 1:15am