Stood gazing at the irredescent, moonglade
shimmering relentlessly over the crystal waves,
now stilled by the wind.
Her mind rushed to the horizon
seemingly still, yet ever receeding.
Under the same moonlight
illuminating the beauty before her,
she wished her love could share
with her forever
this moment in time
So many moments in time that held
him suspended.
Within her memory heart.
Echoes of precious days spent enwrapped
within each other.
Mindlessly devouring that sacred commodity
that for them soon
would no longer exist.
That familiar face, now hazy,
but still held within
this special, unique and
never to be recaptured
moment in time.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You've taken the reader on a personal journey through your memories of a once-great love affair. Thanks for sharing this amazing poem. : -)