Love is lost & nowhere to be found, it is nowhere to be grasp or held, no solid thing or idea, but is to be only in the thought of you or in your hands or eyes,
Although it has been so long since the last time I set eyes upon you you can still torture and tease,
You linger in the starry sky or the full moon on the quietest morning, you flow through the long grass near my home on a windy cold afternoon as it darkens & you float through the clouds on a slow summer day.
I know you will never be forgotten & although I know I most likely will never see you again or even have the gift to hear your sweet deep voice,
I still know that every day I will wish for a place when I can kiss your soft lips again.

I can only pray that day will come that I am worthy of some piece of your heart big or small & I know I will hold out hope for that chance that fate will cross our paths once more & I will tell you I love you.
And you probably don’t even know who I am.