A beautiful afternoon
took the day off
late spring
the ground dry
even the brush we found
off the beaten track
we were just as well hidden
blankets and picnic basket
a sandwich, some fruit
maybe grapes
then love
mad passionate search
that exploration
our desire to find center.
She had taken the day as well
our plan
to spend our days together
certainly not the faint of heart
no minor escapade
only love, affection, care
looking for that
homage of our soul,
together,
together.
walking later out of the wood
holding hands
I whistled
more happy thanks than ever I might
ever imagine,
then perception
trivialized who we are.
Lives ended that day
a sorrowful melody.
Though my heart remains eternal
a whistle always by your side.
©️ Scott F Savage 6/2020
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