And in this night we felt love

And in this night we felt love

 

 

On a moonlit night I felt you next to me,

caressed by your sighs and tender touch.

 

What words could have been spoken,

on the sand and wind that carried us past who we were at that moment?

 

On that night I was complete by your love of me.

 

Into the rooms we played,

not knowing what each room held for us.

 

But our love was pure and in poets words we heard,

“How do I count the ways to your heart?”

 

Was is it that moment or our needing for something more,

that made the night full of love?

 

We may never know.

 

All I know is that you took me closer to love than I have ever been,

on that night on the sand with the fire burning softly off in the distance.

 

And in those few fleeting moments,

I found a love so pure and true,

that I cry for your scent,

your whispers,

your lips pressed to mine,

each and every night of my life.

Now your life and mine are distant,

distant by time.

 

You have your life and I have mine,

but we will always have those few,

young unrequited moments,

we shared with each other.

 

I do not know if you will ever remember me,

or even think of that moment,

but I for one will remember each breath you took,

each sigh you pressed against my lips,

each beat of your heart.

 

And for me that is only a shadow of what I need,

but I digress,

after all it was only a few moments in our young life.

 

How could I ever hope that you would remember?

 

 

Author's Note

Reviews

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Oh I'm sure that she does, Ron. Fond memories prepare our hearts for flight

[ron]

Thank you lynn. Yes prepare the hearts for flight.

[Konigin]

Heart wrenching.......

Beautiful

[ron]

Thank you Chelsea.

[Konigin]

Most welcome