-- I Still Love a Woman I Have Never Met --
by John Herlihy
I still love a woman I have never met,
A cyber happening, left behind regret.
Her memory still lingers as a mystery,
Stirring feelings still ripe with sympathy.
Like morning mist, in the evening gone,
At sunset, birds do sing their final song.
She returns like a star in its afterglow,
With love I never again hoped to know.
No other memory may hers resemble,
No other love still makes me tremble.
The fairytale now seems but a second,
Her lasting memory I never reckoned.
Who knows, one day we will meet again.
Hope springs eternal, no one knows when.
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Copyright ©John Herlihy
Monday 18 November 2024
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Glenda
Quite frequently, in dreams, I'm associated with a woman that seems to have everything to compliment me and make me feel greater than I ever was without her. But I never met the woman in real life, just conjured her up in my mind to fill the memory of the dream I was having. Quite remarkable to think I do not need any crutch like technology to get me to my ideal. She just appears to be in a dream with everything that I ever wanted.
Ron
What a stunning line…
As always John,
Beautiful intriguing work….
Diana…🌿