A constant wander
wonder
truth enlightened
shadowed darkness
will prevail
heart and ache
the soul being tested
a wave of passion
dying in an abandoned
shed
caught in a storm
drawn
up rooted pilings
shredded mess
broken hearts.
A constant wander
wonder
truth enlightened
shadowed darkness
will prevail
heart and ache
the soul being tested
a wave of passion
dying in an abandoned
shed
caught in a storm
drawn
up rooted pilings
shredded mess
broken hearts.
There was this moment when she stood in the doorway.
I watched her smile, her lips curled like waiting,
While the sunrise began through the drapes outside,
we both wished we might stay in this still life.
I once knew a woman who held my hand in the dark of night
I once was reminded of love in its most passionate embrace.
There amongst the shadows of our lives we did anticipate
some moment of indecisions despite our own naked truth.
I watched as her breasts rose with every gasp in her mind,
holding true to the beauty of a moment we wished forever.
I once knew a woman who held my hand in the dark of night
I once was reminded of love in its most passionate embrace.
We stood as one my hands holding her waist in a passion
hers around my neck, arms resting upon my shoulders
Our lips then in that moment caressed each other’s lives
knowing the sun would rise upon our dignity, our time.
I once knew a woman who held my hand in the dark of night
I once was reminded of love in its most passionate embrace.
The day would pass, our hearts in a forever swoon,
imagining the beauty of a night spent under the moon.
I could see her eyes, such sensuality would I eternally
be grateful for these moments in the quiet of our lives.
I once knew a woman who held my hand in the dark of night
I once was reminded of love in its most passionate embrace.
For now the sun will set as the locks between us turn forever.
© Scott F Savage 2019
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