And Dream of you...

A love that is lost, but not forgotten

Just as newly formed snow accumulates atop a raw, wintry ground,
thoughts of you begin to heap.
Remembering our undeniable connection, now dispirited.
Sadly lost, a love so deep.
Reminiscing on days of laughter, of absolute comforting joy.
Those are times I long to keep.
Recalling the musky scent of your skin upon waking in your arms;
Every morn, for you, I weep.
Recollecting the way your luminous eyes peered into my soul,
who's rewarding bliss I failed to reap.
Overwhelmed by memories, my mind unavoidably drained.
Weary now, I fall asleep

And dream of you…….