nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)

A LONGING DEEP

The raindrops dance
On fallen leaves 
Which lost the will
On sorrowed dreams
The aching heart
Is hid from view
An untied bow
A love for you.

It is not lost
But somehow yet
It rides the breeze
Of memorys step
Its tenderness
Its sweetened kiss
A longing deep
Its soul to miss.

What now is vague
A ghostlike eye
To recollect
The pining sky
Somewhere far
Too faraway
In days that danced
Their time away.