I stood in the doorway of my future,
a place where everything can happen.
The imagination allows such freedom,
an urbane existence put aside for now.
I know the love I feel is truly wonderful
having been inside a romantic dream.
A wonderment of peace of mind play
harmony with each moment her eyes.
I feel the breeze of change at my door
though refuse to believe in its defeat.
A part of me would watch this sunset
an active and surreal beauty exists.
I am reminded of every soft memory,
when hands would touch lovely brow.
This fantasy of truth and winding road
gives a man solace to know her peace.
I cannot yet return time to yesterday
only I might know the tormented soul
In my heart I stood inside a swift density
Forest of demons, will soon touch my heart.
© Scott F Savage 2019