Though distance winds her away
he would always know a way
might he bring her back
hold onto what he does lack.
He spent a fortune on emotion,
wanting only her quiet passion
though time did otherwise
his love for her seems no longer wise.
Today, while the rains begin to fall
he knows all of this love a pall
when two people cannot really know
the truth behind an elegant glow.
We cannot ever decide our whole
when life begins and captures our soul.
© Scott F Savage 4/2022