Once lived a red lighthouse, <br />to which I had the key, <br />that unlocked love's fortress, <br />that beacon by the sea. <br />But so soon, after spring, <br />She forgot little me. <br /> <br />In a time forgotten, <br />of seas soft, slight and calm, <br />my lover and I hid, <br />from society's harm, <br />in its source of safety, <br />together, arm and arm. <br /> <br />I'd climb its windy stairs, <br />with her upon my back, <br />and light a candle in, <br />the night of still, pure, black. <br />O, Why did the wind change? <br />and cause her heart to tack. <br /> <br />That yearned for lighthouse, <br />is now a foreign peak, <br />to which I've lost the charts. <br />My future now looks bleak, <br />since you changed that old lock, <br />and ceased to, my heart, speak.<br /><br />Leo Gray<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-red-lighthouse/
