For now with shelter
in the storm
her mind creates
such is the silence
of dreams
of fantasy
of desire and passion
when once anew
when we could we might.
When all our lives
our imagination at play
on emotion
a courteous encounter
where chivalry lost hope
of ever
holding her, you,
my arms fill with desire
her soul
breathes beauty
her heart will I hold
if might she could
return.
©️ Scott F Savage 9/2020