A bench made for TWO

In the very depth of the soul

and the eloquent silence of those who know the artificiality of words,

the epithet of peace dawns on one's SOUL. 

On that bench meant for two, where if you rise, I'd fall

we were like little angles playing on a seesaw. 

On that bench made for TWO,

the light of the sun reflected by the moon skimmed me across skies and oceans to the green fields in the spring time beautified with sweet sounds of nature and little fireflies.

On A bench made for TWO, 

our souls reached out to one another

and I tasted the sweetness of a quiet mind.

By the Sun and its brightness!

And the moon borrowing light from it

A bench made for two brought Heaven on my conscious. 

Reviews

[Thomas W Case]

Powerful work. Great job.