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[aid] => mick
[title] => Lost & Found
[time] => 2004-05-05 06:36:53
[hometext] => My very simple philosophy, no matter how apocryphal, is that you only lose as much as you find, and vice versa.
[bodytext] => Prologue... Everything lost is meant to be found, Be it money or love or hope when your down Making its entrance when expected the least, A surprise in a pocket or a thump in your breast. Ist Act... My heart was a sparrow held fast in a cage, Its song and its flight stilled by loss and by age I thought life was the millstone on which I was ground, But everything depleted will someday abound. When our paths intersected on that cold Winter's day, And you cast me a glance that didn't push me away When my heart stretched its wings and found yours in like flight, I realised all things in darkness are returned to the light. 2nd Act... As we took our first steps on that path made for two, And imbibed of the nectar shared by so precious few When we fused body and soul that made the earth shook, I felt drawn to the abyss with one lingering look. 3rd Act... But then passions abated and love's light did wane, And the pleasures of flesh became spiritual pain What once was so easy had become such a task, Where did our love go? was all we could ask. I thought I had lost you, there on the street, As you averted your eyes and shuffled your feet As we said our goodbyes to that we desire, But restinction can never quell all of the fire. 4th Act... We were merely searching for that moment in time, When our chance encounter brought forth the divine When the world was re-coloured by that very first kiss, And the burden of living was transformed to bliss. When you found it years later and returned to that place, Where our lives intersected and blessed their good grace When you saw me still waiting in that lover's new dawn, You knew all that has died would again be reborn. Epilogue... Nothing is forever, but yet nothing is gone, It abides in a place where it waits its return We all spend a time, above and below ground, Yet everything lost is meant to be found. [comments] => 5 [counter] => 181 [topic] => 21 [informant] => spike [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 34 [ratings] => 7 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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