Retrospection

Memories
Time spent
Secretly holding you
On the shores of reflection.
Embracing a dream; in my mind she’s
Lovelier than the bouquet of spring flowers and the hummingbird flight.
She is only a whisper in my self conscience; my figment of imagination.

Can I hope to God I can find another woman just like this?
I fear that my Heavenly Father only made the one and
Now lost my chance to show her
This older, loving, battered heart
Is forever gone.
She slipped...
Away.