Love Poem: A Requiem For Love (Dothnie Thompson)
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Written by: David Smalling

A Requiem For Love (Dothnie Thompson)

It is not fair to day nor night
That I should call your name without delight
Of you smiling upon my sight
Memory calls to you in frequent flight
Leaving behind only a line
Of Khalil Gilbran where I pine

And then perhaps it's best you hide
For memory calls what was long ago
A younger woman, morning's bride
Whose ebon hair is beginning to snow
And whose curves now to straight lines turn
While in my fantasy I yearn

All that's left is the magic smile
Perhaps, resisting still old grief's assault
And wan stars, and moon so senile
The hay rots green in love's sorrow brimmed vault
Youth is past, our chance is gone, yet
Love stays for you stronger than death

I will not yield the joy of hope
And shall forever call your name and wait
I have no other means to cope
With the curse upon our fate. Yet too late
To be bold and tell of love the plain truth
Since we feared rejection in our pursuit