His mind wanders the what ifs.

Where does she wander my sweet memory
The soft scented mist which blesses the night
That lost lover’s tears may vanish from sight
A whisper of dreams of some fantasy
My soul searches sorrow for signs of light
Some spark of something that used to be me
Some hidden answers which I didn’t see
Which wanders with she whom I once held tight
Was it the day which chased her away
A misspoken word an ill-gotten rose
What could I say to cause her to stay
Some meaningless lines she already knows
So now I must pay for past disarray
As she now wanders a part of me goes

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  • herjave01 on Aug 9, 2012

    Sad thought, wonderful poem! Thank you for sharing!

  • Jswana on Aug 9, 2012

    Beautiful sentiments. :)

  • Kristie Claar on Aug 10, 2012

    Oh the what ifs of life.

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  • Tiki33 on Aug 10, 2012

    Just lovely!

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