Lost Loves

Lost Loves
  As I sat there staring into your eye’s, I could see us strolling down the beach. Your hand in mine, but our love was such a reach.
  And if I looked into your eye’s yet further still, I could see you in your raiment white. With tears that streamed as rivers, for our union was not to take flight.
  For if you were to look into my eye’s, you would see the loves of past. And although your dreams are of forever more, you know my loves don’t last.
  So take flight my angel, for our time is nevermore. Somewhere your true love waits, when your ship dose come to shore.
                       By Gary Roggenbuck