For My Former Muse And Friend

My most beautiful one time friend, The distance between us has grown. Different seas and suns have changed us. Perhaps we'll never meet again. O we'll never look into each Other's eyes again with the same Warm innocence and tenderness, As we once did in Youth's Spring days And blazing, flower strewn summers. That vibrant time has surely passed, Now darkness has tainted the light. Yet the immaculate dream born From our love and freely shared Will never fade or die. For its' Force is woven into the vast Folio of my elusive, Wounded heart of poetic fragments. It transcends cyclical seasons. It will survive all bleak ages. For it is written in the stars. It flows like rivers endlessly. It is sweet eternity.