A Forgotten Love

Would that I could remember her face,

Her glorious smile and feminine grace,

And would that I could a memory stir

To recall the days that I spent with her.

 

Would that I could her sweet scent approve,

To wallow in each fragrant curve,

And would that I could feel kisses like rain

That she used to give me again and again.

 

Would that I could her gossamer hair

Upon my pillow find it there,

And would that I could time's barrier move

To once more have her as my love.