Dvorak Romantische Opus 75#1 Coupled With Poetry Poem by Pasquale DiMeola

Come speak to me of lost love days
When romance strolled the autumn park
Getting deep in the windy haze
Of conversations until after dark

In the midst of our wonderland
Long ago at the breathless season
How tightly I held your frail hand
You kissed me soft for no reason


Now I call to a fleeting ghost
Your image appears in front of me
Of life's wonders.. I miss you the most
From that place and time which will never be

Never to be the same again
Separate paths have led us astray
Wretchedly how I yearn for then
As the fog of memory
Drifts me far..further away.