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Solemnly I Sit

Solemnly I sit, tears quietly trickling down as
I gaze at his picture and ponder on the face within.
The eyes, so sorrowful, mouth barely a smile,
His soul must be weeping.
For I could not erase the pain of all his yesterdays,
My love could not envelop and protect this fragile soul.
Any other could not possibly love him more than I.
A warm, salty tear falls upon the captured face
Of this picture my hand tightly clutches,
As equal the time this beautiful man did grasp my heart.
Now his hold seems vanquished.
The heaviness of my heart is a weight of ten thousand tears.
Sad as Romeo and Juliet did die for one another,
My soul is lifeless without him.
My love for him will never perish as
Forever I wait, yearning with longing heart.
Time bathes us in the rhapsody of undying hope.
One day and a thousand years from now, we will meet again.

Solemnly I sit, tears quietly trickling down as
I gaze at her picture and ponder upon the face flat within.
The eyes, so sorrowful, mouth barely a smile.
This soul, her soul must be weeping, weeping now her soul.

For I could not erase the pain of all her yesterdays, as
The daylight of my love for her did fail to envelop and to protect.
Yet, any other could not possibly love her more than I.

Warm, salty tears fall rounded upon the captured face
Within this picture, within this hand now tightly clutches to
Equal that time her beauty did dare to grasp my heart.

That hold now vanquished with heavy heart forlorn
Is a weight no less than ten thousand tears so bravely wept.
Within the darkness as Romeo and Juliet for one another did die,
Without the dawn she brought each day, my soul now pales.

My love for her will never languish in saddened weight,
Surging forever, yearning with longing heart, I wait.
Time bathes us in a rhapsody of undying hope.
One day and a thousand years from now, we will meet again.

Her light once more I shall embrace linked heart and soul.
And should God’s grace choose to shine upon me inexplicably,
Then in moments swift my love will envelop that issue.

Again in the burn of love so deep our love will merge
Not merely in a moment simple, then passed, but
With fire that leaps to reap and sweep in unrestrained calamity
Time’s unbounded yield thus infinitely upon us imposed.

Jeffrey L. H. Naylor's avatar

By Jeffrey L. H. Naylor

Retired Professor of Literary Criticism/Philosophy/History. Retired USAR Lieutenant Colonel. Father of six.

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