The relentless winds of time Have enfolded us Both you and I. Remember the days long long ago When we were young Vibrant.energetic in our love
Days passed so slowly They were days of sweet rapture We lived inside a bubble Like naked cherubs Laughing, loving with all we had to give.
Often we would lie entangled In aromatic emotions (Did we ever come up for air?) We became one In all that, that could possibly mean
Now those years have fled Passed us by (time does that) Yet still we hold onto each other You with grey upon your head Myself a little less hair And a paunch Perhaps a little stooped.
But I look at you now And still that twinkle is clear in your eyes As you say "It's late my love come to bed" And It's only half past eight
There is a beautiful confession in your words.. looking back through those eyes of love... remembering those moments.. and somehow, letting them fill your heart and mind again... This made me smile and sigh...
Dont worry if the sparrow chirps today,
Tomorrow the Nightingale shall sing
Judge me if you will, not on the words of another who may have their own agenda, but as YOU find me, as YOU .. more..