Your eyes they dance, your lips they smile ~
I've never felt a touch so dear.
A close embrace, your hand in mine ~
Of love for you I have no fear.

I'd built my walls do deep and thick ~
But crack ~ you let the sunshine through.
My love I hid, you drifted on ~
But rich am I for knowing you.

I pause to think what might have been,
And quell an ache deep in my heart.
To see love's splendor ~ yet not taste,
I feel my soul must rend apart.

Victoria
A Love in Passing
Picture by Penny Parker