Might one recall the inherent beauty in a summer day
when a lover would wait upon dazzling eyes
the smiles of nature’s simple wonder crossing paths
with reality, this being the truth our passion.
Once on a summer day in the privacy of discretion
did we touch one another’s soul in gesture
breathtaking and stunned we searched each other
finding gasps, accepting a reach, centered
Oh to know the reality of suggestive human nature
when once love could be an acceptable urgency
we inside a dream, thought fantasy, turned reality
only to fall certainly off a ledge of despair
Sunlight has a well to rise in our everyday
the morning song of Nature guide our way.
While watching the sun rise
this a spring morning
an intensity is felt in so many waves
sweet notions, remember a walk,
a trail into forever
a heady stream of shadows
those we generate
by wanting to remember
our darker turn
where lives seem to lose their sheen
instead drawn to speculation.
Every moment in memory
would begin with a soft trace
fingertips touch skin,
an erotic feel, sensation,
the wonder of peace inside a tranquil travel
sense her response
he his own,
together in the sunlight
a damp spring morning
lives do matter
together would be our dreams.
Would we might lives choose.
Ever watch the moon cross the sleek sky
simple, remarkable, out of our control
spectacular, astounding when in its whole
a magic, a mystique, lets us question why.
Might a person ever recall time in pleasure
while asleep in life, a sudden stir of mind
did a lover once say let us always rewind,
going forward forgetting passion will reassure.
What feels right, might be her rite of passage
forging a path lets us all ignore our selves.
Press on the pretense was meant upon shelves;
a library, sullen literature, a romantic message
I took a walk this evening under the moonlight
imagining sensuality prolong sunrise … might
A picture of love …
is the horizon in
the beauty of her
inside the sweet
of what is true is
a dance a
the gentle reminder
a sensuality a
~ finding my way, a personal journey ~
thank you #sanctuaryofwords for the inspiration …
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