Lapsed Emotions



Every naked body l see
Only seems to remind me
Of just what we used to be

So nice to be embraced by you
And I know you felt it, too

Now the pain that holds me tight
Each and every damned cold night
Burns my soul and steals my sight

Your love wrapped me up so warm
A refuge hidden from the storm

So good to feel, so nice to taste
Now it's all gone, all a waste
Dry cold ash is my repast

And every love I try and feel
Only seems to remind me
Of just what we used to be

Love's repose stays fleetingly

© by Trish Shields
August 7, 1999



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