If love had arms, I’d clasp you close
Unto my heart and then disclose
The passion that we never knew
Just lingered there and grew and grew.
It simmered on the edge of fate
It flourished soon but came too late
There never was one chance that we
Would spend our lives in parity.
But that was oh, so long ago
Who can remember, who will know
Sometimes a breeze caresses me
What is it that I cannot see ?
Claire V. Bogdanos 