Some Little Thoughts
by Raymonde Sacklyn
Love
And love:
Where have you gone?
Where is the lust of years gone by?
What happened to the sap, now, no longer flowing?
Where are those balmy days of summers wind, rain and sun?
Where is my love? What happened to Natures door?
Please open it for I long for you!
This I implore.
You, come to me, be one with me,
Deliver me,
And make us, as one.
Time
robs. Too quickly the years fly.
The mind, willing: The body, unfulfilling.
He old look upon the young with yearning,
The burning at my member
Still sparks, but embers of yesteryears fire
No longer warm those parts
To make for ardent desire.
And so I cry: Where is the love I covet?
Where is my dearest? Be nearest to me for, in my mind,
I still remember.
Will it
never again by mine?
Shall I, like the mime, stand motionless,
Unfeeling, tragically becalmed and numb?
The mind recalls, but the body, no longer can redeem
The pace of youth, when truth stood tall
And was the fulfillment of passion spent,
And love was all:
Ever-encompassing, all-enveloping, never-tiring.
Bring back that time! Make it, once again mine.
Ah!
Yesterdays dream!
