The Grimore of Light Filled with Dark Regrets

A voice whispered at 1 am. 

As I sit alone at the worn gates of Yesterday

Looking through the Past's

White painted windows 

Unafraid 

Lost in deep thoughts as I watch once lost memories 

Drive past like a new presidential JFK motorcade 

Looking closely at the happy and sad games 

We once played

You and me 

Eventually 

Holding hands tightly 

Whilst the ungodly Gossiping band

Loudly played

As our Titanic slowly sunk

I can still see

Reflected in your deliciously dark eyes

The night I surrendered 

A magical night 

I'll always remember

But as all things 

In my cursed life 

Everything changed as

The metaphorical iceberg struck 

And our love slowly drowned as it

Shrunk 

That seemingly endless night we once shared

Is it now torn beyond all repair 

You were once all I ever needed

And will never forget

But as I still live in here

Wandering through the Alabaster Hall 

Of

The Great In-Between 

I will always write your beloved name

Using beautiful syllables 

In my eternal book of spells

Beside other failed dreams 

Called

The Grimore of Light 

Filled with Dark Regrets

Where you'll forever live 

As I sometimes sit at the gates of yesterday 

Once again 

Wandering through green fields of yellow memories 

Still clinging onto fragments of your sensuous silhouette

Somewhere 

If you can hear me

I hope our old love 

Still in your heart as in mine 

Holds forever strong

With memories of me 

As it too

Pirouettes

Before it too enters your

Grimore of Light 

Filled with Dark Regrets

(C)

Copyright John Duffy

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