An Autumn Thought

An Autumn Thought

By Haniel Neves

During my thoughts I see not what is,
Comforting visions which swirl through thin sheets;
Let love be so, but not for me,
It cannot be, for one who does not know;
Dreams and hope, all gone, for reasons not known.
Comfort sustained in absence too long, have I become lost?
All I want is him, comforting yet still vague.
Back to a time where I once was, or rather might have been.
Dim thoughts, colors muted—fulfilled yet still lost.
Yet I still wish vainly, for I want only love;
Others say it can not be, though I know I want only him.