Twenty years ago,
I fell in love,
I cannot
though sometimes I will
I want, I need, and between the two,
I am truly lost indeed,
I, I, I, would I wish for eyes
to see then for reasons, I cannot
find the solace in my mind,
won’t let go,
wish I hadn’t gone so far,
and yet, so happy I have,
forever drawn to a chance
encounter
when life seemed to be less
than it is today,
and in the quiet dawn,
waking in your arms,
a white wrap of linen
covering your sensuality,
did then beyond
any other,
know love will truly
determine
just why, just when,
just an eternal
then,
is now,
I would but instead
shall hope for a newer
dawn.
© Scott F Savage 7/2020
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