Do not grieve for me
There was no love between us left
I’ll be on my way to the autumn of my life
Without yr cruel touch
I will try to remember the gentle intimacy
We once had
But you no longer desire me
And I, you
We lost the spring of love
As we enter desolate winter
But we had the summer is soft sunlight
Drifting into the void of loss
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Unfortunately the spring of love gets lost at times, nicely penned.