I have often wondered
If you ever pause and in a quiet moment,
Stop and think of us
Of the passions we felt, one for the other
And the love we found.
Feeling not the pain of our separation
But rather, the warm memories of a dream shared in sleep,
When once I held you in these arms.
Though you are no longer mine, even so,
I pray that you are happy, safe, and loved,
Like a women such as you should always be loved,
Wishing it was me loving you.
As for myself, I will surely love again,
Though not in quite the same way I first loved you,
And if love has the power to transcend mortal time.
Perhaps in some other life or time we will meet,
And knowing each other as kindred souls
Fall in love again, as once we were.
To bring some small peace unto this world.
R. P. Starbuck
Copyright 1990, 2007
