Settle next to me,
I could feel your smile,
I watched your eyes as
I open my mind to feel you
scrutinize whether or not I was looking
for you
they did every moment
every breath
every chance
touch your cheek
say hello is it like a life
that way ever always
you are here
we did piece together
linens splayed across the bed
bodies touching
fingertips and love
beyone idle
passion of surface desire
final selves
I had to find me
I hope the same
will your eyes sparkle
love
©️ Scott F Savage 4/2020
The same,
hormonal,
confused in society
game an expectation
hands held
caused shivers in the mind,
smiles,
anticipation spoke aloud
without words,
she walked away,
I had already learned abandon
yet never with a girl.
as intensely
elegant
in a young woman.
When a walk winter
later in life
a reminder of a soul mate,
years upon
intrigue with the essence
of woman,
a frightening challenge
no quest
upon simple respect.
practicing persona.
i knew only confusion,
yet twenty years later
she walked in,
such wonder in her wonder in glance,
we were entirely careful,
knowing eyes
delightful seep in
simple sensuality
in a public whom we
carefully began
a happiness
a discovery.
A dissolution would follow
initiate,
a sedentary identity
the finality of confusion
years later,
two decades
that a coffee shop
allow
love to give trial
that question,
became an answer,
yet our resilience
took during paths,
today our wander,
finds coves of serenity,
empty promises,
often reminder
sweet reminder.
a will to wander
in our passion,
familiar embrace
eternal.
© Scott F Savage 4/2020
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