when at last loves lost
the final chance taken
we sit back in the after glow
of embers fast fading
thinking the bitter sweet thoughts
of a love that once was
staring as if in a trance at her photograph
thinking of plans past
the emptiness creeping thrue you
as frost on a winters morning
you reach out in waking only to feel the coldness
where once was the warmth of her body
laughing on your own
no one to share the joke withremembering how you would lay your hand on her breast
for the comfort it gave you
wondering when the moment came
when love was finally lost
when in time comes the final break
what a mess of things we make
when there is no give and take
yes in time we break
and all because there was no give and take
amarica, about 1 month ago
Well written my friend!