If you meet a old man standing alone reminiscing with the wind

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If you meet a old man standing alone
reminiscing with the wind of times of old
if he tells stories of wayward wonders
like the troubadours of ages gone by
adventures that border on the can't possibly of
been

tales of love pure an true

betrayals that bring tears to your eye
mourning the loss
the longing for just one more day
listen and read between the lines of
what wasn't said

for the message is not his alone to tell
it's the dreams of countless others
the driving force behind the fantasy of all
is the dream of the undying, unending and
unbreakable love
two souls connected by the unnecessary needs
of words spoken
they say silence is best left enjoyed

my words of grief and pain come from a heart
once lured by a flirtatious glance an left with a
absurd hope of romance
I once knew love by her name
I knew her touch from that of a thousand others
her feelings I felt as if they were mine
her thoughts I perceived before they were spoken

like a smooth stone to cold steel
she was the defining rock in which I shaped myself
for a moment I was l all I ever hoped to be

then she was gone as if she had never been
somehow taking part of me with her
I sense the empty space beside me as I lay here
in the darkness

If you meet a old man standing alone
reminiscing with the wind of times of old
if he tells stories of wayward wonders
like the troubadours of ages gone by
listen and read between the lines of
what wasn't said
for the message is not his alone to tell
it's the lost dreams of countless others

~ D Donner ~