Joseph A. Nagy, Jr. on Nostr: There is a woman with whom I'm in love Her voice sounds to me as a dove When I think ...

There is a woman with whom I'm in love
Her voice sounds to me as a dove
When I think of where we are now
I think to myself and wonder, "How?"
In the heat of my emotion from my eyes
Comes the indication of emotion undisguised
The tears drip down my face
From the heat of emotion they race
My glasses get foggy
As my face gets soggy
I reach out to my love
And ask, "Where is my dove?"
Only silence returns
My love now spurned


This is a work in progress. I just needed to get this down somewhere I could come back to it later while I swap my computer over to Debian Linux.