My Lady in Green

In attempt to increase my post frequency, which has been rather low lately, I will post this poem that I wrote just this morning, though I am not sure if it has completely earned my approval yet. Here goes...

My Lady in Green

And here I am

subject to this hit once again

favoring the past

over my present shade of reality

Wishing myself years back

to the life of us

“For just one day,” I pray

Because she must have loved me then, right?

Because she must have hugged me, touched me then, right?

Because I must have felt her then, right?

I assume

but I cannot remember

I miss my Lady in Green

though green she is no longer

And I

I am kept oceans away

letting myself be carried up by her wave again