the giving was forgotten
the gotten was forgiven
i had just about
figured it out
when the love was lost
how could i be so unaware
of beauty depth and joy
sincerely offered on this plate
at the table where i sat and ate
every day
but oh the dreams got bigger
than the dreamer could consider
carried off on a cloud
in a sky of forever
when the love was lost
it slipped so slowly and so silently
no wonder i could not percieve it
percieve the change enough
to believe it
again i missed the train
when the love was lost
and sitting here
as the rain drips down my spine
the shirt soaked through to the skin
i thought the tears would save me this
all my crying left me nothing else
but wet as if a cloud had burst inside
and when the love was lost
i'd nothing left but pride
when the love was lost
the hill no longer climbed
became a mountain
for the sun to hide behind
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