THE GIFT OF LOVE ...................Ever hopeful, filled with dreams, bright new,brand new,hopeful schemes, pastel shades and wedgewood skies, first light of loving in your eyes, soon to dim and then you flee, leaving me alone with me,the things i fear, the things you said burning rivers in my head, bereft of all we shared, my soul so old,.so young, so bare,afraid of you, of me, of life, of men ... until the bright new dreams begin again, the landscape never quite the same, eventually a different game, aware at last of what i know, and think, and am, and feel, the gift of love at long last real.....
