I remember these well
the quiet peace of her affection
a scent of passion always near
I would bask in her love
too much.
I would walk in love
a silent reality kept at bay,
for we would wouldn’t we
know peace in our lives
too much.
why two people might
so easily sacrifice their lives
after years of knowing passion
did well our own eyes
too much.
A certain wonder of what this is, could
be, that compassion we may always see.
©️Scott F Savage 4/2021
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