For there was a quiet sunset
and mornings did romance
our eyes, our bodies, our minds
when thoughts of passion
For every trail we walked
an energy came along
would sun sprinkling
through the trees
many bird song.
For I remember holding you
a sort of safe-keeping,
would I forever
have her in my arms
For there this eternal flame
no magical words
only a touch
I wander through the forest
I wonder where you are.
© Scott F Savage 9/2020
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