My Last Lost Love
My Last Lost Love
This is an elegy to my last lost love,
whom sleeps with the stars in the heavens above.
The sound of your voice still titillates my ears,
even though you’ve been dead for several years.
Labelle’s ballad brings back dreams I once had,
and even in their melody, the joys were sad.
You possessed excitement that could not be named,
but with it a heartache of deep rooted pain.
You seemed to know that I wanted you so.
Soon you were here and soon you would go.
If the phone rings late, it’s a call from the veil,
as we know through death, love can assail.
Release me from infatuation’s grasp.
How can it in a woman’s mind still last?
Today someone new has come around.
Will the passion of youth again be found?
There's nothing better for a broken heart,
than for a fresh love to impart.
He’s not like you. I’m sure of that.
By him I can see, you didn't love me back.
2/7/17
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