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Susan K. Rowse

Timeline of a Lost Love

I went to the meadow my heart full of pain...
I opened my fists to welcome the rain...
It poured down in torrents...it soaked through my dress....
Sheer to the bones and firmly was pressed.
To my breasts gently molded, securely it clung,
As my lover once held me till kisses that stung...
And passions that spoke of promises bold.
Of futures forever, of hearts that would hold,
Time in a bottle...hours that would span...
Lifetimes of promises that would never hold sands,
In the hourglass of fortunes and the minutes of love.
Stolen for moments that took me above,
To soar with the woodstorks, fly through the clouds...
Drift with the jet stream...laughing aloud.
Gone with the clock hands...turning the time,
Forcing the rains and thunder that chimes...
With streaks of these tears and flashes of light,
That escorts the ghosts of pains that just might...
Take steps to go forward...forget all the shadows,
Release them from souls into this wet meadow.
To forget love's sad past and live for the days,
For hopes that are hopes and tears that have paid...
Dues that give strength and wages of tears,
To put aside sadness forsaking love's fears.
Let raindrops cleanse spirits ,let these blue eyes see.
While dress hems cling softly and wrap around knees.
In natures caress I find new beginnings,
I vow to go on forsaking the many...
Oaths made in lust, broken in haste,
Gone with the rays of sunshine that tastes...
Of gentle wet kisses that light on my lips,
And warm breaths of breezes that move on my hips.
As viols absorb moisture of tears and the rain,
And palms open gently to release all this pain.