Monday, August 13, 2012

love, a constant

You can't stop my heart from loving
or my mind remembering...
even my skin reacts to the thought of you.
You can banish me from your sight
but what of your thoughts?
Do they ever drift back in a quiet moment?
Does a certain scent, or smile,
or the way someone walks
ever bring back memories of me?
Love itself is a goal
as well as a way of life.... unending.
Did you think I would forget you... easily?
Twenty, fifty or more years...
from now...
my love will be constant,
you're that special... to me...