Missing You

May I shed a tear for thee,
While I walk.
Its been so long
Since last we talked—
Or made each other laugh.
But the fragrance is still hot in my mind,
Giving me a lasting memory
Of your sweet eyes.

Shall my soul know another,
With your passionate remarks
Sweet temptations
And that overwhelming charm.

I hate to think,
These last few moments

Just to be tainted by loneliness—
As I sit staring into space
In my rocking chair.
Admiring what could have been for me...