Shadowland

Too long was I denied her touch

  The woman who I loved so much

Blonde-tressed, with eyes that glowed and gleamed

A goddess girl, or so it seemed

To me, when I was cursed by youth

Condemned to taste the tragic truth

That she, who was the world to me

Would never be my destiny

Too far into the Shadowland

She walked, when she let go my hand

Fair femme, of whom I’d grown too fond

Dark-haired became, no longer blonde

For she had changed, but so had I

Star-cross’d beneath a savage sky

And star-cross’d love, of course, includes

Those never-ending interludes

Where lovers’ paths do so diverge

They separate, with sorrow’s surge

That wipes the footprints in the sand

They made, while walking hand in hand

Too long apart to merge or melt

Together, feeling what we felt

Before fair hair turned grey like skies

And magic faded from our eyes