By Kathi Stewart
Date: 26 January 2001
My Love
My Love
Together we came to this place, and our fire burned bright;
We were wild; we were free; it felt so right.
With forever in our hearts, we captured our fire;
More than lust, more than wanting; it was endless desire.
To You, My Love I Belong.
You left our place; promising you’d be returning.
And as you kissed me goodbye, you said, “keep our fire burning”.
Endless days I waited; I kept our fire hot.
I grew lonely, tasted hurt; it seemed you’d forgot.
Till the embers of our fire began slowly dying;
I struggled to keep them burning, but grew weary of trying;
How Long My Love, How Long?
So I left our place; I swallowed my pride;
To seek you out; before our fire died.
As I drew near to you; I saw your fire;
Burning in the arms of another; you were a liar.
I returned alone to our place; with a heart still yearning,
Despite what I’d seen; my fire was still burning.
Why My Love, Why?
But wait…
Through the mist of the meadow; in the morning dew;
A figure approaches, it’s not you.
With apprehension, I slowly open the door;
It’s a stranger; yet someone I’ve seen before.
And the most wonderous sight, I’ve ever seen;
His beautiful soul; within eyes of green.
My heart skips a beat, as I fall into those eyes.
I find myself burning; exhaling a sigh.
Who are you? My Love?
He said, “I’ve loved you from afar, and now I’m here,
To take you out of this place; for your beauty rings clear.”
“I won’t leave you; lost in useless yearning;
Come with me, let me love you; let’s start new fires burning”.
So in the hands of this stranger, I’ve entrusted my heart.
He holds it so gently, adores every part.
He is My Love, and Now I Truly Belong.
So if ever you return to the place that we shared;
You’ll find it empty and cold; not an ember there.
No more will I cry; no more will I yearn;
For it’s him I adore; he makes me burn.
My love is ashes. Goodbye, I’m gone.
© Kathi Stewart
December 16, 2000
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