PARTING

Dappled sunlight through the branches,

Twinkling dancing lights above,

On cushioned grass we lay enchanted,

Lost in time and space and love.

Love that put pain in the past,

Love we pledged would be our last.

Freezing cold and bitter evenings,

Frosted windscreens, warm inside,

Longing for a new beginning,

When we wouldn’t have to hide.

Gentleness our pain was mending,

And we thought there’d be no ending.

Then at last our precious haven,

Roaring fire, whole nut, red wine.

Warmth and love and passion that,

Would last until the end of time.

Tender fingers, lips of silk,

Soft and warm as bedtime milk.

No-one knows just why it vanished,

Something bombed us from above,

Of a sudden we were banished,

From our peaceful perfect love.

Love that melted both our hearts,

Damaged so we had to part.

This time there’s no happy ending,

Doesn’t matter who was right,

Love will only last by bending,

Like our tree with dappled light.

Whatever love we find elsewhere,

Can’t replace what we lost there.