You could have grown old with me,
Watched our children grow up together and then,
Watched our grandchildren play.
You could have drank coffee with me,
While
we sat together in the morning,
On
the steps while the day was still new.
Looked
at art in the National Gallery,
Drank
and laughed on the streets of Soho.
Spent
a morning in Freo sipping flat whites on Cappuccino Alley,
Then
a lazy afternoon on the beach while The Doctor caressed our skin and the ocean
filled our senses.
The
Louvre filled with its masterpieces could have been ours for an afternoon,
Then
red wine and cheese on a crowded Parisian street while the day turned to night.
You
could have walked along the Liffey with me,
Strolled
through Stevens Green hand in hand on a rainy afternoon,Than drank a pint together in an ancient warm Pub.
But you did not believe in me,
Your desire went in a different direction.
And
your choice broke my heart and killed a part of my soul.
So
bitter is betrayal,So agonizing is the loss.
I
reeled and faltered for awhile,
Was
lost and alone,
Vertigo
and confusion tossed and whirled me about.
And
then…Looked at art in the National Gallery,
And
drank and laughed on the streets of Soho.
Spent
a morning in Freo sipping flat whites on Cappuccino Alley,
Then
a lazy afternoon on the beach while The Doctor caressed my body and the ocean
filled my senses.
The
Louvre filled with its masterpieces was mine for an afternoon,
Then
red wine and cheese on a crowded Parisian street while the day turned to night.Strolled through Stevens Green on a rainy afternoon,
Than drank a pint in an ancient warm Pub.
I will be renewed with all that is Rome,
Tuscany will breathe newness into me.
Warm
Mediterranean breezes,
And
I will walk with a new lover and friend.
Chris, what a beautiful poem so from the heart.
ReplyDeleteA quote I just read last night.....
"When we are motivated by goals that have deep meaning, by dreams that need completion, by pure love that needs expression, then we truly live life."
Wishing you a wonderful journey.