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This life I've led,
full of daydreams
and half-truths,
has passed by.

What happens tomorrow,
or whenever the day,
if I want to hold you
and you push me away.

I remember you always,
every day of my life.
Remembering you forever,
my, most beautiful wife.

Let's meet here tomorrow,
taking one more chance,
for a new beginning,
and taste for romance.

I'm thinking of you now,
as I lay on the sheets,
of how I miss you,
tears course down my cheeks.

My emotions are ragged,
my actions, my senses,
of not being with you.
It is not my pretense.

My sleep, is quite fitful,
not sleeping at night.
My anger upsets me,
but there's nothing to fight.

Here I am,
lonely, to be,
on the precipice,
next to insanity.

My soul's screaming,
let me out of this
isolation. Little
human interaction,
except when the
meals are delivered.

What is there about love,
making me feel this way?
Love exists for all,
everyone is in play.

Worry not about tomorrow
or the choice we bring,
for love will persist
in songs we will sing.

Love is there for many things
it can be very forgiving,
but only for those in life
who keep on living.

Love matters not to another,
what they love is working,
perhaps, it means little,
or it may mean a ring.

Where have you gone,
oh, light of my life.?
Haven't seen you
in a week.

Missing your lips,
sweetly whispering,
in my ear,
"I love you, dear heart,
don't disappear."

Sailing through the waters
of this uncharted life, led,
causing little worry about
all the words I've said.

Where in the World,
would you like to go,
if you wished to see
a new Magician Show?

The curtains were drawn,
moodiness was low,
when we heard,
voices exchanging below.

You were once my hero,
there to set me free.
Look for duplicity,
it's where I will be.

No matter what happens,
in this crazy world, ours,
look toward the heavens,
you'll be counting stars.

There will be no tomorrow,
if you let today go away
and don't forget,
there's nothing, without a yesterday.

I thought I was the one,
when I first looked at you.
Now all these years are past,
as I again am looking too.

You are not with me,
except body and soul.
Your mind is gone,
I've nowhere to go.

Wayward the wind,
knifing through the trees.
It's a very strong wind,
no longer a breeze.

Down at the tree base,
there is whispering sighs,
while treetops shake
the darkest skies.