Forgotten Love
Years go by
days fly bye
minutes forgotten
and so has our love been forgotten
as my days begin to end
i recall a memory that time forgot
a memory of you and I
as i look upon such a memory
I see you once again in this memory
ans as i recall the memory lost
I begin to weep
knowing that our love
the love we once shared
has now been forgotten
naught by time
but by the very sou;
that once called upon a memory time had forgotten.
The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.
Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)
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| My Loove for You Burns | 0 | 05/21/2009 |
| Love is Painful Eternity | 0 | 05/21/2009 |
| Blinding Love | 0 | 05/21/2009 |
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| Light Of Love | 0 | 05/21/2009 |
| Shining Dreams Awaken | 0 | 05/21/2009 |
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| Hopeless Romanticism | 0 | 05/21/2009 |
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| Wondering Wayfarer | 0 | 05/21/2009 |
| Please O' Please | 0 | 05/21/2009 |
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