FRANCINE MY LOVE

Francine My Love

You have been gone many months now.
Your memory as sharp in my mind as ever.

The pain of losing you is more bearable,
but in no way less intense.

If I dream of you, I canít remember.
My dreams are sweet, so I must.

I read again those first letters you sent.
I didnít understand them then.

You loved me long before I loved you.
I know that very well now.

You loved me from the first
Never wavering, never.

It took me oh so long to understand,
what real love was.

Now itís my turn to love you,
The way you first loved me.

Needing nothing more than pure love
to transcend time without end.

Jack Leach August 2007

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