Something about love,
the classics
in detail the words
we share together
might have meaning for years.
How often is there a fantasy
holds truth to tenderness,
holds our lives
a similar story
reminds us to always shed tears.
When it rains on a summer day,
I can feel you next to me,
because there was that afternoon,
we did
hold each other – heart and soul.
If I cannot see your eyes,
sadness
will still bring me closer to you,
having felt your touch,
having known soft love.
© Scott F Savage 7/2020
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